My life is a mess, sometimes. Like this past weekend. I thought I’d be honest about it.

Look at my Medium bio — Cambridge, Harvard. I have four kids. I run marathons. I have stories to tell. I share some of them here on Medium. I am not Dostoevsky (my favorite Russian writer — I’m Russian) but I enjoy writing.

Look at this picture with my twins yesterday.

Nice life, right?

Well, let me tell you about my last three days.

Ain’t pretty.

Very late on Friday, I arrived from Florida to California. In California, I spend time with our oldest son who will be finishing high school in a year.

In Florida I have the rest of my family — my wife and three kids. Their move was at the end of last year. Our lease in California wasn’t extended and we used this opportunity to move to Florida which is the best place for our kids’ tennis. They play competitively.

On Friday I didn’t come to our home in Florida but to a hotel a few hours away from where we live. My daughter was playing in a tennis tournament and by coincidence I had a business meeting in the same place.

It was going to be a good weekend — together with my wife and our twins. Just a few days ago I accepted a new project which is very interesting and is likely to…