I got saw dust in my blood at age 10/11, when I discovered my grandfathers little basement shop. Since then I have been a serious hobbyist/professional. The professional stopped in Nov. 1995, when a minter saw and my left arm tangled. I cut my left hand off above the wrist, they where able to re-attach it. I have very little feeling in it, no opposing thumb, and fingers don't move independently. I'd give myself about 25% functionally of a normal hand. That's the bad news, the good news is that I can do everything I used to do, and more, just have to do it differently. The biggest change in my life has been learning to think outside the box, so I can get'er done. I was turned to the Dark Side in Nov. 2013. Yes I bought a Jet 1642 lathe, haven't done much flat work since then. The days of precision cuts and joints seem to be in the past on a planet far far away. I've hung up my light saber and picked up a Bowl Gouge. Now every time I pick up a piece of wood the question comes " Do I turn it or burn it" My senior trip landed me in "Nam", 42 yrs later I found out from the VA that exposure to agent orange has a high probability of causing heart disease. Yes four attacks including open heart by-pass, and now 5 stints. So I'll never be a production turner. I turn a little, sit down take a break, turn, break until it gets done. This is not all bad either, as have time to see what I've done and where I want to go with a piece. My shop ("Grandpa's Little shop in the woods" thanks to my youngest granddaughter) is a separate building. It's 24x26 with two rooms, The one side was set up for milling and cutting, the other side was set up more for the glue-up and assembling the cabinets and furniture I enjoy making. I built a 16'x12' shed roof in the back to stack&stick my rough cut flat boards for drying, and store firewood.