Life kinda sucks when you can't write

I want to apologize to my readers for my absence. It's not that I don't want to write, it's that I can't. To give a bit of background, my wife moved out a few months ago, causing not only a financial drain, but an emotional one as well. To make things worse, I wrecked my car and had it in the shop for a little over a month. In the mean time, my only reliable transportation has been a bicycle, so many days I would have to wake up at 6:30 in the morning, ride 10 miles to be at her place to watch the kids untill I had to ride 10 miles to work, get off at midnight and ride 5 miles home. Needless to say my body has been exhausted. On the bright side, I now have my car back ($5,000 later and I still owe 800) so I have a little more time and a lot less exhaustion. However, most of my time by myself I use to dress up (which is one of the MANY reasons she has used for moving out), and that puts me in a cleaning mood. I'm not saying that I think cleaning is a woman's responsibility, but I think it activates that part of my brain that wants nice and pretty things.

I do have an outline for the next chapter or two of Holly Potter, I just need the rest my body demands so I'm not falling asleep at the keyboard or typing endless drabble. So again, I'm sorry for making you wait so long but I hope at least you understand the reason as to why.