At the moment, I'm homeschooling a friend's sixteen-year old daughter. I have no idea what I'll be doing after May, when my student will be finished-up here and will begin attending public school (God willing).
I once heard a comedian say that you can can tell that you have a bad job if it takes more than a couple of words to tell someone what you do
But really I think it's all a matter of giving yourself a snazzy title. For instance, when my boss asked me what my husband does, I said, "He works for [major internet bookseller]. He makes sure the books in the warehouse are stored in a way that makes sense." And my boss replied, "So he's an industrial librarian."
I was on a boat once in Alaska, and this lady came up and asked me some really specific question about sea lions. So I stared at her blankly for several seconds. She said, "Well, you're the naturalist, aren't you?" and I'm like, "No, I'm the musicologist." I had borrowed some good rain gear from a fisherman friend for the day, so I guess I looked like I knew stuff. I'll have to remember that trick for future job interviews.