I feel like I've accomplished very little this week. Came home late from work, hence losing 1/2 a day of my weekend. On top of that, the dog ran away--a very emotional and time consuming event (we found him, by the way), doctor's appointments and kid stuff kept me running, running, running. Since I'm editing, my wordcount doesn't look so great, although I'm still putting in the hours.
But I finally hit the mark today. I had chapter 12 finished, but decided to change the character point of view and rewrote the whole thing. It's not done yet, but I'm done for the night.
Over 2000 words today. Most I've written in a long time. Still kind of amazes me how tired it can make me.