School wide training or hanging with my family? Why, it's both!
A couple of people have asked me on various social media outlets what it's like working at the same school as my husband. The short answer: it's awesome!
The long answer:
At first I was a bit nervous when Greg took the job at my school. I have always felt that it is really good for both partners in a relationship to have their own interests/ identities/ jobs/ friends. Greg did was enjoying helping those with special needs and doing shows at night. I did my thing at the high school. We had our own circles and friends, and when the offer came to work at the exact same school, I was undoubtedly nervous that we couldn't handle working that closely together. Space is good for relationships, you know? Would merging our lives together so extensively take a toll on both of us? I have heard horror stories about couples that work together- after all Lucille Ball and Desi Arnaz divorced after creating one of the most successful tv shows ever, I Love Lucy.
Turns out all of those fears were for naught. To start with, even though we work at the same school, we are still very involved in our separate programs. We also are not very physically close within the school- Greg is downstairs on one side of the building, I'm upstairs on the other. As far as "work" goes, we hardly "work" together. He is busy teaching kids how to do monologues and directing a musical while I am teaching research skills and grading essays upon essays across the building. It is during the "nonwork" time- lunch, after school, etc, that working at the same school really has its perks.
We get up at the same time in the mornings and are out the door by 6:45. (Disgusting, I know.) Most of the time we take separate cars because Greg has to stay for Les Mis rehearsal (the musical he's directing) and there ain't no way I'm staying at the school until 5:00 or later every night. I take June with me in the mornings, mostly because her car seat is in my car. I drop June off at the daycare downstairs in between 7:00 and 7:10 and then I'm off to do last minute preparations before first period starts at 7:50.
Greg's prep is second period and we both have lunch immediately following. During his prep he always goes and visits June. (Most of the time she's passed out cold, though. Not interested in her daddy's visit.) The last five minutes of second period Greg pops in my room and sits at my computer while I finish up the lesson, and then we walk down to the faculty room together to eat lunch. Most of the time we sit by each other, but sometimes I want to catch up with some of my other teacher friends who I don't get to see that often, so I sit by them instead. It's really important to me that I still maintain relationships with my work friends even though it would be easy to just bag it and rely on Greg for my social interaction. But I totally believe that while your spouse is your most important relationship, it is certainly not the only important relationship. I am so grateful for my friends at school, (a group of intelligent, opinionated, and hardworking people) and so I am trying hard to still cultivate those relationships. Greg and the other male teacher in our group usually just sit there and listens to all the ladies talk a million miles an hour. And trust me, it is a million miles an hour. You gotta fight to get your words in sometimes!
My prep period is third- right after lunch. I don't see Greg because he's teaching a class, and I have to feed June and am generally running around like a chicken with my head cut off trying to juggle feedings and grading papers and planning lessons. I see Greg again after school. He stays late for the musical rehearsals, so I pick up June from the daycare and then we stop by the auditorium to say bye to Greg and maybe sit in on a little Master of the House preview. Greg likes to show off his baby and all his little actors swarm around her like they'd never seen a baby before. (And by actors, I mean the actresses. The boys couldn't care less about the baby; the girls all want a turn holding her.) June loves it, naturally. She's already priming herself for the attention of the stage. (Also, the theater kids practically worship Greg- it's so sweet. I've never seen a group of 17 year olds so gaga about anything or anyone before- they think Greg is a freaking hero. It's seriously the cutest.)
I don't know how long this gig will last for us, but for right now I absolutely love it. Greg's long hours at the high school would be much harder on both of us if we didn't get to see each other here and there throughout the day. It also makes it so nice that we can see June often and be close to her in case there is any kind of emergency. My principal asked me the other day how it was working out for the Larsen clan all being at the same school together, and I practically gushed all over him, "Oh my gosh, we love it! We feel so grateful! Thanks so much! It's such a perfect set up I'm afraid to even breathe!" He chuckled and replied, "Well, I guess I'll start holding my breath around you then!"
I know it was a joke and all, but still... just in case...
No one breathe.