concentration gap

I can't knit.

I can't think.

Here's a newsflash: breaking up sucks! I know, nothing real Earthshattering in that statement, hmm? If this is what insanity feels like, just kill me now. I miss her, then I'm mad as H*ll at her, then I want to tell her that I still love her, then I never want to see her again, then I want to call her, then I want to throw everything that reminds me of her in a heap and burn it, then I think I want us to be friends, then I have an overwealming urge to yell my head off at her, then... ect. ect. ect...

But through it all, I can't knit.

Or think.

I've been working on my genealogy a little. No self starting here, I got an email from a cousin in California, who found a quiery I posted a year ago. And of all the amazing wierd wonderful things that fate does to us, he works for a non-profit that helps people with autism! I have one branch that I had been stuck on in fairly recent times back to the 1600s now thanks to him! How cool is that?

I'm off to bed, maybe tomorrow I'll work on the weekend baby blanket that I have been trying to knit for almost a month. Maybe.

TTFN
Blessed Be
Dragonsong