Day Ten: Out of the Frying Pan

Why is this here?

I hit the road immediately after I got the call, thinking that I'm invincible or something and would somehow be fine driving the 1500 miles from Pennsylvania to Louisiana after the lengthy day I just had with my sister.

 I am a very, very, very lucky person. I managed to drive efficiently enough that not only did I not die in a fiery crash, but I had an hour to spare for a power nap and the best tasting Cracker Barrel I may ever have in my life.

Despite not having slept since the morning before, I safely arrived at the New Orleans Airport in time to pick up Husband when he landed that evening.

We only had a few moments to revel in my epic feat before we jumped into the fire. Husband and I checked in with his aunt, and went straight into funeral mode.