And a sunny one no less.
It was one of those rare days with only one client and for once everything, from the drawing to the actual tattoo, went nice and easy.
So when me and Lucifer split it was still afternoon.
It is now 8 pm, Allan is sleeping on the sofa and i'm making potato salad.*
Life is good.
The sun had gone into hiding when we were going home, but it was still nice and bright out
Now that i'm done with the skirt i can maybe get back to some hat making, starting perhaps with this chubby gentleman?
*I may have invented a pretty good mustard dressing, we'll find out in just a few minutes.