Yep. There's no post today (beyond this). Probably not tomorrow either. And in a day or two (as soon as I'm not either living in a hospital or taking care of a toddler so that Uberdude can live in a hospital) I'll tell you why. And you will say "We totally understand Chris!"
And it won't make anything better.
But for now let me just say this and please hear me: If your soul burns to write. Write. (Or draw. Or jump off cliffs in your motorcycle and hang glider. Or whatever.) Don't wait for the opportunity to be perfect or that one obstacle to go away or the time when work isn't going to be so rough or the kids to go to school or the planets to align or to get that snazzy laptop or when you can dig out the old sewing room and make it into an office. Find some time and space and write.
Because one thing you absolutely positively unequivocally do not have an endless supply of is tomorrows.
It's later than you think.