Last week was a crazy week – even by my standards. Pure insanity. Two weeks ago, a few friends had signed up for the Crystal City Twiliter 5k, and asked me to join. I’m always up for a race, but as we’re on the tail end of a build cycle at work, I wasn’t sure I could go. So I held off on registering.

By Friday night it clear that we were going to hit the deadline, meaning no weekend work. On line registration was closed, and a friend of mine had asked me to come spin with him at Wonderland. I put it to the back of my mind. I always had soccer on Sunday, right?

So Friday ends with a wimper – a beer and a bite to eat with co-workers, and beer at the local, then home. Saturday, well, I’ll just say that craziness insued. And not yer out-with-the-lads beer drinkin’ craziness. Not that fake, self-created craziness, but real, unexpected issues that just pop up when you least expect it. So by 5:40 pm, after dealing with the homefront, I realized I was gonna run. A quick text to my buddy Rafiq, and an infuriating metro ride over, I was in Crystal City, plunking down my $40 day-of registration fee. I ran a minute and a half off my best, but it was totally worth it. Head-clearing goodness.

I know that this site started off (at least in my head) as a how-to documentary for do-it-yourselfers. Don’t be fooled – this post is still in that vein. No everything you need to know about a house is a step-by-step manual for projects around the house. Sometimes you need to get out and let go in order to build a home. So, for me that’s soccer, or running – the occasional written word. Whatever you have on the side, don’t forget to indulge yourself once in a while. It’ll make building the home that much … less insane.

My apologies for having no pictures. I showed up late for the race and had to check everything immediately. My thanks for Kevin, Jeff, Rafiq and Jamie for organizing, and coming to the race. Look for more Team Lucky Bar races in the future.

-w

As I was saving my final edits to this morning’s post, I heard tires squeal, and a deep resounding crash outside. I gathered myself and headed outside. Lame.