I did it! I finished this draft! It didn't quite happen in the manner I had hoped, but I passed 60,000 words and I'm so much happier with my story than I was at the end of the second draft.
My final word count is 62,741 and there are 206 pages. That's an increase of almost 20,000 words and I don't know how many pages. (I'm writing this Thursday night and I'm a little bit loopy right now.) To say I'm relieved is such an understatement.
Around 8pm Thursday night I was very disappointed with myself. I'd edited close to thirty pages on both Tuesday and Wednesday, but my dad and I went to the beach Thursday and I didn't get anything done. Lucky for me Ibis is still sick and fell asleep around 9pm. (Clearly I don't want him to be sick, but it did help me in this situation.) I normally turn off the computer when he gets home since we have so little time together, but with him safely tucked into bed I decided to pull an all-nighter. 12:30am isn't exactly late, especially for some of you night owls, but I'm not used to staying up to crank things out. Aside from the stiff joints, it feels good.
I've had a new reader lined up for this draft, then earlier today another writing friend offered to read it as well, so now I have two more opinions to add to the mix. After I hear back from them, my plan is to incorporate their suggestions, run it by a final proofreader (hi Mom!), then dip my toe into query hell.
Then the real stress will begin.