This isn’t a post about running Stitch & Pull – this is a post about living with someone running Stitch & Pull

The main motivation of this blog is to get some insight behind the scenes of Mollie’s business. And I certainly do have some anecdotes. Because each morning, Mollie runs her morning Instagram posts by me, and wonders aloud if it should be a reel, or how to phrase it. On our lunch break, she rushes me over to her cardigan stack to photograph the knitwear while the lighting is still good. In the evenings, after little Martha has gone to bed, I sit down next to Mollie, who’s already needle-deep on the latest cardigan, on our couch next to her wool wall, and she tells me she has so much pink wool, but never the right pink wool.

I’ve gotten involved where I can. Been designing her wool selection charts since day one, helped to set up her Etsy shop, put together most of this website, wrote some Python code to automate as much of it as possible…

Yesterday, Mollie told me she needed a teddy bear picnic. Fortunately, she wasn’t going through something, it was instead to advertise her upcoming picnic collection. And that’s how that picture happened.
 
So how do I find it? Well it makes birthdays easy. New knitting needles and a book on embroidery patterns, and give myself a pat on my back for a job well done.

We recently renovated the home office, so now we have two desks. Just one has fewer work laptops and files and printers, and more wool and knitting machines and stencils. But now it’s nice to be in there together, Mollie at work knitting or embroidering, and me writing a story or playing a game or just doing actual salaried work.

But most of all, I’m really happy. Mollie’s always suffered with her anxiety, and embroidery has really helped her there. But it’s more than that. I’m proud of her for building a business up from scratch, and impressed by her creativity and drive, and I’m still waiting for her to make me a scarf.