My procrastination level is now at Defcon 1 (Stress-induced Narcolepsy Imminent At Any Time). So it’s definitely a good day to give you a quick tour of our new home away from home, our little warehouse/office/cold meat storage facility aka MDK World Headquarters.
It is so, so, so cold in here. We are curing sides of beef as a new hobby.
We’re located in Germantown, a neighborhood near downtown Nashville experiencing a full crush of real estate development that may devour it. Our building, an old mill repurposed into workspaces, is occupied by a mix of artists, music business people, video production folks, makers, mysteriosos, and (amazingly) at least one other knitting purveyor. People hang ironic marlins on their walls. There are a lot of chalkboards around. The Edison bulb salesman came through this place and made a killing.
The coffee situation is epic. Barista Parlor is our nearest coffee shop.
A while back, we got the keys to our space and promptly continued to work at home. You need a space to mature, to get some age on it before you move in.
Here’s what it looked like on Day 1: a blank slate. Really blank. What’s that lone product there?
Yes! Our Crapbox. Maybe not the greatest idea for a business, we discovered. We pivoted pretty fast.
Here we are with the brilliant Betsy Hindman, who is whipping our sorry behinds into shape. It is a nearly impossible task, but she’s nothing if not determined.
We installed Tubes of Creativity. They pipe in awesome creativity at a steady temperature of 63 degrees. (It is so cold in here.)
We started getting stuff. This is Lamar, who is really, really good at assembling stuff. Next week I’m putting him on cardigan assembly—do not let him know this.
We set up the break room. Sanitation first! is our battle cry.
Life around here definitely improved with the arrival of Liz Masterson. Liz is amazing, our ecommerce manager overseeing our online shop. I’ve finally met someone who loves office supplies more than me. I didn’t think it was possible.
We huddle around the Comcast modem for warmth most days.
Upstairs, we have a hidey hole for our staff Pacman tournaments and 24/7 cereal buffet.
The packing tables make me want to have packing tables in my house. You can just . . . spread . . . out.
It’s starting to fill up, our little warehouse. We’re on the verge of so much, and we can’t wait to show it to you.
Of course, I guess an office with too much air conditioning is actually kind of great, if you’re in the knitting business. If you’re in the neighborhood, come see us—and wear a sweater!