Finally got the dovetail right today

After three weeks of shaving off bits and feeling like I was chasing a ghost, the joint finally locked with that quiet, perfect click. Master didn’t say anything, just nodded once while wiping his hands—same as always—but I saw the corner of his mouth twitch. It’s funny how something so small can feel like a win when you’ve been wrestling with it for months. The wood’s still rough in places, but it holds. That’s what matters.