The one word that best describes my current life – hectic.

Snapshot of the weekend:

Friday night.  President Obama was in Baltimore.  Beltway shut down.  Picking up the kids from school took an extra hour.  Got home at 6.  Turned around to go to PerformFit with Eden and Liz to hold a private tryout for one of the Redshirts at 7.  Friday Night Lights at 8.  Home by 10 for some dinner.

Saturday morning.  5am wakeup call.  My dad picks me up at 6 to drive down to Vienna, VA for a few hours of lacrosse training.  We are back by noon.  It is raining, so luckily Elizabeth’s field hockey practice is canceled.  But Noah’s soccer game plays through some heavy rain.  He has a lot of fun.  We love watching the kids play.  His coaches don’t appear to be teaching them too much from what I can tell, but we love how positive they are with the kids.  This is missing on most youth teams, and so I am grateful for his two coaches.

I have a few hours in the evening without sports.  I have been meaning to file some financial paperwork which is due on Sunday, so I spend a few hours gathering it together.  Then spend several hours into the late night painting the trim throughout our living room/kitchen.

Sunday.  Up early again.  Marcia takes Liz to her early morning field hockey game at McDonogh at 10.  I’ve got the rest of the kids.  I am to coach a game at 1 in Dundalk; Marcia is to coach a game at 2; and we both run the clinic 5:30-7.  I have an hour or two before my game, so I get out the paint, and get back to work.  Just as I am finishing, around 11, I take a spill, put my arm through some glass, and fall hard on my back.  Trip to Patient First for stitches.  Going to miss my game.  Marcia meets me there, but needs to leave to coach her game.  My dad picks me up.  When I get home, Noah and I rearrange all of the furniture back into the living room, and clean up from the painting.  When Marcia gets home, we head out to run the field hockey clinic.  When all is said and done, I am in quite a bit of pain, but spend the last few hours of the night filing financial paperwork.  Late to bed and early up the next morning.

Life is moving pretty fast.  Sometimes we have time to smell the roses.  But some days, we just ride the waves and hang on for the ride.  This weekend, we were just hanging on.