My nanowrimo is stuck and I can't seem to loosen it

Well, I’ve blown off church again.  As I was waking up I could feel the pain in my body so I got up long enough to take a pain killer, eat a roll and crawl back into bed.  I figured if I was feeling better when I woke up – I’d take a bath and then head off to church.  Well, I woke up at 9:55 when one of my dogs decided to have a nice bark.  And church starts at 10:00.  Tsk tsk, I missed it.  Hubby will be annoyed with me, but hey, he missed it also.  Because he’s working.  I just missed it because I’m… uh… well… 

I’m half way through my NaNoWriMo project.  I was ahead most of the time, keeping up with my daily word count and such.  Then everything kind of hit at once, the dealy with the neighbor’s dog, the visit of the inlaws, Misde’s seizures and then working really long hours at work.  I didn’t add a single word to my total in about a week and a half and got about 15,000 words in the hole.  Crap!  Hard to come back from that.  So anyway, my response has been to write something – even though it’s more like a journal entry at the end of the manuscript – just to see the word count go up.  I don’t know if I’ll keep it in edit or what, but at this point, it’s at least a documentation of how I’m feeling about my life at the moment.  Yeah, my life is in this crappy stuck horrible place.  I hate it.  Blah!  Me and my brick wall.  May the Lord have mercy on my soul.

I guess I’ll try and see if I can bang out the remaining 25,000 words to reach the nano finish line this week.  I’m not going to work endless hours into the night on it, I just don’t think I want it that much.  I don’t know that all these words will make it through the final cut to become part of the novel – but it’s words.  And it’s first draft, so it’s ok.  And right now, absent a great passion for the work and motivation… well, that will just have to do for now.  Maybe one day when I DON'T think my life is completely stuck, I’ll come back to it and work till it all sorts itself out.