I woke up with a lazy streak this morning and you just motivated me to get off my tail and take care of my workNever give up, my friend. Here is another story for your enjoyment:
My Grandfather purchased a farm in 1929. Tup, One of his older brothers, was a carpenter and told him that when the time was right he would build a new house to replace the 1850s one that was there. (Dad said that you could look through the cracks in the floorboards and see the chickens under the house.) Grandad had the money saved for materials by 1935 but Tup had had a stroke and had little use of one arm and leg. He told PaPa that he would build the house. My Dad was 22 and he had a couple of late teenaged brothers to help. PaPa actually laughed at him but they ordered the materials and got started. Dad said that about half way through the job Tup discarded the crutch that he had been using and by the time he finished he was climbing ladders and using both hands.
Side story:
Tup was a typical carpenter of the era. The last hour or so of each day he spent cleaning and sharpening his tools. He had purchased a new Disston hand saw just before starting on PaPa's house. Several weeks into the job he got disgusted with the saw claiming that it would not hold an edge. He threw the saw out in the yard where it lay till after the house was finished. Dad picked it up later. He used that saw for the rest of his life and I have had it for about 30 years. It is far and away the best handsaw that I own and I have never sharpened it. LOL
We are all rooting for you Hugh. Get after it with the 60Grit.