So, many of y'all remember when I was crafting stands. Back in November of 2017, one exceedingly patient Addict had contacted me to make a special creation for him. Something I had never created before. He sent me his vision in a very detailed sketch (which I just recently re-discovered - like today). This is what I received, and this is how I committed it to memory . . . So I started out working on his vision. In late November 2017, I started having pain issues with my hip which kept me from standing long enough to work in my shop. Due to the discomfort I was having in the beginning, I would gather the strength to muscle through after imbibing medicinal quantities of Amaretto, on the rocks of course. Working strictly from memory of the sketch, I started cutting and crafting the lumber. Then in January of 2018, the bottom of my world fell out. I lost all desire to work. I struggled to maintain my employment. Woodworking was the furthest thing from my mind. All the while, the pain in my hip becoming more mind numbing, soul sucking. March comes: I can no longer walk without assistance. A cane becomes a walker. Amaretto is now purchased in 1.75 liter bottles instead of 0.75 liters, then two at a time instead of one. May comes. Surgery. Summer comes. Daughters both throw curve balls. Fall comes. I think about woodworking again, but my wife's health takes a unhealthy turn. The holidays: First holiday season without my son. Thanksgiving coincides with my son's birthday. My wife's condition making surgery for her condition a necessity rather than elective. Fear of another potential loss sets in. Her surgery comes December 22nd. Spirits in the tank again. I find nothing joyous about the season. 2018 passes . . . . . . what will the new year hold? 2019: Wife is gradually feeling better after surgery. One daughter stabilizes her journey out of the nest. Margie and I are coming to grips with becoming "empty nesters" when that was but a distant hope and dream. But back to WWI: Over the past six months or so, I have really tried to get back into my woodworking again. I must be honest, each time I began, thinking of the water that has passed under the bridge since I stopped creating, has caused much melancholy in my soul. So much so, that a little medicinal support was required with each of the several of the attempts to get traction. Therein lies the problem: WWI - woodworking while intoxicated. At least twice in this journey, WWI has caused me to make unrecoverable sophomoric mistakes that required a restart. I also discovered that much of what I used to know (through the tribulations), I have now long since forgotten. Crafting again, has been a journey of rediscovery. What works? What doesn't? How did I ever do that in the past? Memory is a fickle thing - I have learned not to trust it. Either I don't learn well, or mine is a creature more elusive than Sasquatch. Going from memory of the sketch above, I continued making progress in a "one step forward, two steps back" manner. At this point in the process I am closer to completion than I have ever been in the journey, however I cannot seem to shake my "sophomoric mistakes". But I must push on to completion as I am out of the raw materials to start over - again. All the while the ever patient Addict waits for his creation, with little to zero feedback from me. The good news in all of this: I have finally recaptured a bit of the spirit to create again. My pain (both physical and emotional) has subsided to the point where I no longer need to medicate before crafting. In case you ask, this post is about soul cleansing, self therapy, and sharing my inner thoughts and feelings with a great group of guys (and gals) that have been exceedingly kind to me, patient with me, and whom I have come to trust and value. This is not a "cry for help", but just an honest "State of the Zoid" report. I suspect that newer members won't know what to make of this post - that I understand. Many of you, will understand. Anyway, here is what I have been working on. I am getting pretty enthused about completing these, and starting a few new ideas. To those of you who have inquired about special creations during the past 17 months, I have not forgotten (mostly). I will go back through my PM's to the best of my ability to confirm our conversations, but please don't hesitate to contact me to remind me. I haven't seen Sasquatch in quite a while . . . . . Progress on the "Patient Addicts" creation.