At first, he offered to share his oppressively small and windowless office with me, even suggesting a removable, Lego-like wall. I declined. I’ve seen walk-in closets bigger than his office, and because he’s the principal, I would have had to share my space with kids having behavioral issues. Then we began looking at a rolling desk so I could move around the building, vacating areas that are used for supplemental lessons, tutoring, indoor recesses and the like. I decided that working from home still might be the lesser of two evils.
He then eyed a supply closet/fax room off the school and church office. During the summer, he hired two alumni of the school to come in and move some things around, paint the walls, and assemble a small desk for me to use. It’s windowless, and I have to share with the fax machine, the school filing cabinets, and some miscellaneous tools, cleaning supplies, and random items like confirmation gowns, but I so appreciate the hospitality of it – making a space for me where there was no space – that I love my little closet office.