Hearty Heart.

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December 15, 2015 by sandwichcontrol

And the Tardy Brunch.

Yesterday was intense.

I crushed my solo workout first thing. And then it crushed me back all day.

I spent most of my day exhausted. But in that really satisfying way. The kind where you know that as soon as you hit the bed you’ll pass the fuck out. And I did.

The day built slowly, not unlike a piece of classical music.

The workout was the overture. Definitely.

The first movement, not the bowel kind, was when this got leaked:

Then, the bowel movement. Right in my pants.

The morning was work, which was relatively light and uneventful.

The afternoon was spent printing. First, at Ars Brevis with K, where I helped her print an order of wedding invitations. And then, at my studio where I printed the text on the cover for the book that La Duchess is making of Le Duc’s songs/poetry.

The covers turned out killer…

Conversation Covers

I love all of the slight variations.

When I got home I found an email from the Blacksmith waiting on me. Remember when I told you a while back about me and him (mostly him at this point) working on t-shirts for you?

Well, he sent me mock-ups…

Print Print

You asked for them and we are giving them to you.

Yeah. That was the big finale of my day. They are amazing. We’ve hit a small snag in the uploading the art to Amazon, but that should be resolved today or tomorrow and they’ll go live for you to buy them.

Believe me, I’ll keep you posted.

And before bed, I finished pickling eggs for everyone’s Grismas presnents. Well, the first round anyway. I’ve boiled nearly ten dozen eggs in the past two days. I’m over peeling eggs for the foreseeable future.

And then I passed the fuck out.

Yeah. I had a really busy, exhausting, and awesome Monday.

Tuesday? No clue what today holds in store.

See ya’ tomorrow.

More soon. ~SC


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