You may think that since I just celebrated my 44th (ACK!) birthday, that this post is going to be a philosophical exploration of my spiritual identity, emotional status, and or mental well-being. Well, it's not.
I may have mentioned once or twice (or a million times) that our family is opening a yarn shop. My question is really, “Who am I in The Knitting Nest?” PWM is the business owner and is going to be responsible for the day-to-day financial workings, getting items priced and on the shelves, etc. While we have been doing most things jointly, there are at least two or three days each week when I'm completely useless for a good bit of the day because of migraines and then another day or two when the headache isn't bad, but I'm just worn out. I don't think I can really count myself as a business manager. I will be doing lots of knitting of models, helping to teach classes, and various and sundry other things.
I think we should have interesting titles, kind of like how Starbucks employees are “barristas”, Disney employees are “Imagineers”, and Apple sales employees are “Evangelists”. PWM is the owner, so we can call him “Boss”, “Chief Yarn Dude”, or “Head Honcho”. I wanted to be the “Yarn Goddess”, but after the fiasco with my Fair Isle sweater, I don't think I can equate myself with a deity yet.
Here are some ideas I've come up with for a job “title” for myself:
Knitting Aficionado. According to Dictionary.com, aficionado means “an ardent devotee”. That seems to fit, although it's not very inclusive.
Yarn Connoisseur. Hmmmmmm. Maybe.
Knitting Nest Accomplice. That makes me sound like a criminal. I think not.
Yarn and Social Media Maven. Getting closer.
Girl Friday. Umm, no.
Knitting Nest Gofer and Yarn and Social Media Artiste. Too long.
The Mom (Wild Man's contribution). Rather limited – I'm only “Mom” to two people.
I'm not so thrilled with any of these. What do you think? Maybe I should just be “Catherine” and let people try to figure it out from there?
Cross-posted at The Knitting Nest blog.