Sports widow

Within 24 hours, Chad has played his first sport of the season (football last night--they lost 3-0...a puny score, but they played great defense against a really good team) and the Cubs' season opened. He's in a quandary right now because he can't decide if he wants to watch the college basketball championship or the Cubs vs. Astros. In these moments, I remind myself that I really did want to marry an athlete and sports fan.

I think I've quietly convinced Chad to pull back on a few leagues, so this spring he'll only have softball double-headers on Saturdays and Tuesdays plus football on Sunday nights. Oh, and on Mondays and Thursdays he has volunteered to "fill in" on two other softball leagues. I'm nearly positive that is guy-code for "I'll play every week, just don't tell my wife I've committed," but I am giving him the benefit of the doubt. For now.

As Rachel said to me the other day, "At least when your kids are involved in stuff like this, you'll already be used to the schedule." No kidding, I said. And if I play my cards right, Chad will be their coach so I can spend a quiet night at home!

Here's a recap:

Football season opener

Cubs lead 3-0

Lucy, under the couch, already tired of this nonsense