There is something about filling out a form that leaves me bothered.
I am not unemployed. I am not unfulfilled. I am not unchallenged. I am a housewife, technically, but in the much larger sense I have an extremely layered existence. My life is rich with relationships and activities. I teach, I volunteer, I write and, yes, I make a great home for my husband and I. My man knows that he can count on me when he is not here to get things done. I have a job, here in my home.
Even better than that, my life is used in so many ways everyday because I don’t clock in. I have the privilege of God unraveling my schedule on most days so that I can see Him do amazing things with my time. I get up in the morning, refreshed, and I am busy until I get in bed at night…and I don’t even have kids (that is why I am refreshed)!
But on a form, I am just a nothing.
I am tired of it, and you can help me.
I want a new title.
Someone was laughing the other day about domestic engineer, but to be honest, I am not really sure what that means. So, I put together a few of my own.
When people ask me what I do, I can say,
I run a multi-species cohabitational experiment.
I manage the small scale evolution of a specific people group.
I am the director of a community living program.
I am the director of hospitality at a local estate.
I am part of the managerial team of W.E.D.
Let’s get on this, ladies! Help me out and give us a new title. Leave all of your thoughts in the comments below. I know I can count on you.