Imagine liking woodworking... would you still love it as much after 10 years of doing it 8h/day, 5 days a week? Then imagine opening a woodworking magazine, an

Imagine liking woodworking... would you still love it as much after 10 years of doing it 8h/day, 5 days a week? Then imagine opening a woodworking magazine, and every page is a new ad-hidden-as-a-newsstory, showing some new magical tool that will do all the magical stuff you hate doing... trying to sad this complex shape? With our tool it takes just 5 seconds... then you get that tool, and it works only on small square shapes and 5 seconds is 'per side'. Another day, another magical tool, another disappoint. You'd slowly stop buying the bullshit and used the few tools you know work and try new ones only after they get an established presence in woodworking. Then look at the customer... every customer has "special needs", but in the end, all you're making is a bunch of silimar wooden stools. It's not something you have to get depressed about or even really care about... it's a job, you rise over the overinflated hype, you do your 8 hours, get paid, and then you can do other stuff that makes you excited... mostly because that stuff is not your 8h/day job. I mean... imagine having sex for 8h/day every workday... how long until even sex loses all the excitement? I'm guessing not very long.