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So, I've posted a few comments here and there and I'm on here nonstop (just ask my wife) and have ready every thread that has come up (in the Shop Talk forum) since I joined. I have started about 7 knifes so far, the first one was a factory blade to try doing a hidden tang handle, the others are stock-removal. I just finished my first sheath and the hidden tang knife (it's a bowie, big surprise) is all glued up and curing right now.
My wife and I had a conversation last night and I had one of those "realization" moments where you find something out about yourself that you either never accepted or truly understood/realized previous. I can't finish anything. I can never say "it's done" (unless it's homework) and I'm always picking at it. I pick at stuff so much that I'm really good at ruining it due to it never being perfect. Take this first sheath for instance. It looked alright, especially for my first sheath, but I kept trimming a bit here and there and now it's all buggered up. One of my stock removal blades will be a hidden tang because I never got the handle contour just right and ended up grinding off too much in the middle...
The reason this realization really struck me is because I don't think anybody, most of all me, would ever call me a perfectionist about anything but for some stupid reason I can't put these damn knives down and call it good enough. And I should have put them down a long time ago because we live in an apartment where we're not allowed to have power tools and I have a grinder and drill press on our balcony and have been fined 3 times so far (moved here in October) by the apartment manager because of complaints from other renters for being too loud and disruptive, so now I will have to work on these with hand tools which I just don't have the time for being in graduate school.
So, after all this pissing, when the heck is it "good enough?"
My wife and I had a conversation last night and I had one of those "realization" moments where you find something out about yourself that you either never accepted or truly understood/realized previous. I can't finish anything. I can never say "it's done" (unless it's homework) and I'm always picking at it. I pick at stuff so much that I'm really good at ruining it due to it never being perfect. Take this first sheath for instance. It looked alright, especially for my first sheath, but I kept trimming a bit here and there and now it's all buggered up. One of my stock removal blades will be a hidden tang because I never got the handle contour just right and ended up grinding off too much in the middle...
The reason this realization really struck me is because I don't think anybody, most of all me, would ever call me a perfectionist about anything but for some stupid reason I can't put these damn knives down and call it good enough. And I should have put them down a long time ago because we live in an apartment where we're not allowed to have power tools and I have a grinder and drill press on our balcony and have been fined 3 times so far (moved here in October) by the apartment manager because of complaints from other renters for being too loud and disruptive, so now I will have to work on these with hand tools which I just don't have the time for being in graduate school.
So, after all this pissing, when the heck is it "good enough?"