I started woodworking 5 years ago. Most of my learning has come from Paul Sellers and some from going to LieNielsen events once a year when the come to town. I happily toil away in my workshop. Most of the time, concerned/frustrated/angry of some imperfection in what I am trying to achieve. Certainly, things are better now than they were 5 years ago when I started.
Today I was finishing up a simple piece of pine. It is angle on the long axis as well as one of the short edges. This piece will be replacing the original locking piece on my Japanese tool chest. The first lock either shrank when it dried or wasn't wide enough to begin with. This pieces remedies this.
There is nothing really complex about this. What I noticed today however was that as I was applying the shellac, I didn't see brush strokes as I had in past projects. I've gotten much better than say 2 years ago at applying finish. When trying to get one edge to 90 degrees, it was initially giving my fits and then I just used some tricks I've learned along the way. Suddenly it dawned on me, I've gotten better than I was 2 years ago. I apply finish better, I can straighten a board more quickly. I felt good for a few minutes to notice I have improved. Life is good.