On the first "day," we had our annual in-service where people responsible for various areas in or connected to the school explain their role and how we can utilize their services as well help them with their duties.
On the second "day," I worked at getting my courses uploaded into Canvas. There is a lot of "front-loading" in the way I set up my classes, but it's time spent that pays dividends as the year goes on. Unfortunately, I hit two bottlenecks that were outside of my control. Hopefully, they will be cleared up soon.
On the third "day," I headed over to Kenai to watch Connor's first game (which turned out to be a truncated scrimmage). In Soldotna, the weather was sunny and almost hot; however, a dark cloud loomed over Kenai, growing ever more menacing as I approached until the heaven's opened and a deluge hit my car with water ponding on the road. If anything, the rain pelted the area with even more force as I pulled into the parking lot. I had the foresight to bring my rain jacket rather than just a fleece coat today, so I put it on and unfurled my rarely-used emergency umbrella that I keep in the car.
While my top half stayed relatively dry, my pants, shoes, and socks were soaked through in a short period of time. As I approached the stands, a small group of freshmen girls that included Connor's girlfriend approached me. Because they had no rain gear or umbrella, I let them borrow my small umbrella to huddle under as the torrents of water continued to fall. The rain hitting the stands (and my rain hood) were so loud that those of us there almost had to yell to be heard. I couldn't even hear the pads of the players hit as they were tackling one another.
I did not know Connor's number, but I thought that number 9 had the tall, tan, and lanky look of my son. Another parent said that he looked like Connor too. I cheered him on, especially when he swatted down one of the other team's passes, silently wondering if I might be cheering on someone else's son while letting my own son's deeds go unnoted.
Thus, I was relieved to see Connor's head appear when he, as number 9, took off his helmet at the end of the game. By that time, the rain had not only ended (and my umbrella returned) but the sun was out enough to almost dry off my rain gear. As the scrimmage was shorter than I expected, we had time to drive home, change into dry close and return to the school for our open house.
On the fourth "day," we held the SoHi open house. Janelle came over from work and walked with Connor (well, he often ran off ahead) through his classes. Meanwhile, I greeted and herded and explained my classes as we ran through a truncated version of the school day. In just that short amount of time, I found myself out of breath and wishing that I had opened my window and turned on the fan.
On the fifth "day," I came home and was attacked by playful kittens. We then had dinner with reason to complain about the quality of the Paramount+ streaming service which would not let us watch the 9th episode of the 2nd season of Lower Decks (but had no problem showing us the 10th).
On the sixth "day," I wrote this post while the boys made their final preparations for school tomorrow.
On the seventh "day," I plan to go to bed and rest up for tomorrow.