25,000 words!

I am SO behind. Why is it that whenever I try to do NaNo that a giant train wreck of things conspire to thwart me? Writing must be my divinely-ordained profession, because Satan and his minions sure seem hell-bent on throwing monkey wrenches.

My computer is making ominous "last gasp" noises, we had to replace our car, spouse has so few students that we are making decisions like "pay the power bill or buy food?", our oldest cat has developed hyperthyroidism, and the well house roof is in danger of rotting through. And let's not talk about holiday stuff. Still, winning this is not impossible, just hard. I'm not giving up just yet.