10 strikes and I am out!!!

When John came home with another stomach virus Thursday night. I crawled into the fetal position and cried and cried and cried and called my mom... Then I threw whatever clean clothes we had into a bag and yelled goodbye to John. (Sorry Babe)!!! I had hit my limit. I had actually hit it last weekend with a great pity party on Saturday afternoon, so after a week full of no breaks and John working late, his new sickness did me in!!!!
We left first thing Friday morning and drive 10 hours to meet my mom in Knoxville. We stayed the night and drove to Wake Forest on Saturday. There are so many stinkin hoops to jump through to get us to my parents. Money, LONG car ride (16 hrs if driven straight through...which is obviously not possible by myself with a 2 year old and a 1 year old), and you need lots of time because it isn't a trip you can make for just a few days!
But I was so up for jumping through whAtever hoop even if it was on fire, just for some help! So here we are, in NC.