I had that feeling. Each time I fire up the forge, I'm a little better at gauging the heat. I'm tired of melting my metal. Its depressing to start feeling good about something I'm pounding on only to leave it in 2 seconds longer than it should, turning into a 4th of July sparkler and crumble into lava sand if I hit it. I read as much as I could about blacksmithing before I ever fired the forge. I like to think I have a bunch of useful info in my brain. I'm just having a tough time applying it to the real world. YouTube blacksmithing videos are fantastic (the God's only know how many of them I have watched) but I also feel like they give you an unrealistic view on the trade and make it look way to easy. I knew what I was getting into. There are just some things that I find extremely frustrating. I wish I had the means to have formal training. But I have had the noodle dream (kung fu panda reference) wayyyy to many times to let my frustrations get me down. For the last 3 months every time I go to sleep, in my dreams I'm standing at an anvil making a spoon or a fork and 100% happy with life. When I'm awake, I can't even think of doing anything else until I have done something for the smithy or fired up the forge and heated the anvil (coffee has never been my thing). That told me 2 things.. 1. Blacksmithing is what eases my soul. Its what I'm meant to do. It is my obsession. And 2. I need to stop going to sleep hungry. And just for the record.. "puck" is the sound I make when i drop my crosspein on my foot.