Sometimes I look back at things I've made or done... and especially if it's been a few years...
...and I think, "Wow, I did that?". Sometimes I can't imagine where I got the time or the drive to do it...
But at the time I was doing it, I was all about it and it got done.
I'm thinking stuff like a dry-fit rock wall that I built for a crossing and 24" culvert pipe into one of my fields across a little creek. That rock wall is about 4 feet tall, 3 feet thick, and 24 feet long and will still be standing long after I am dead and gone. It looks great but it's hard to imagine that I did that with my own hands. Same with furniture or dulcimers, or whatever. I don't remember the labor, but still feel the love.
Sometimes I look at stuff as it were the first time I'd ever seen it, and can't believe that I actually did it. With my own hands. Like this little farm and all the stuff on it... sometimes it just blows me away.
Dreams are great... It's the fun part of building anything, and generally more fun than the reality or function of what we build.
But I'll give you a tip... you'll have a very hard time making a decent living doing woodwork, of just about any kind. Keep it as a hobby, especially if you really love doing it. My experience has been that if you really love doing something and then turn it into an occupation... it becomes a JOB. It's one thing to do something you love to do, and it's another thing to do something because it's your job and you Have to do it. I've ruined some very fun hobbies in my life by starting a business in it... it's just not the same thing after that transition.
Keep on Dreamin' though Brother, and keep on buildin' those fine Dulcimers. Do it for the love of doing it, and if you happen to make a few bucks on the side, that's cool too. Just buy more and nicer tools... so you can do more of what you love to do.
THAT, my friend, is how to become successful and satisfied at something.
And it aint all about getting rich either, it's about being Happy