We won't talk about what happens to my plans

My words are running at a loss today, sorry.  Major league brain fog.  Every one of the 924 words I wrote for NaNo were hard fought, and I can't guarantee they were worth much this morning, but they're written.  I'm at about 12,300, which is a tad behind, but I'm going to power through, come next week.  (Right?)  At least that's the plan.