How to bury yourself in wood dust

I'm "pleased to announce" 🙄 that the fairing process has begun in earnest.

"Fairing." The mere word conjures up the mental anguish of back pain, the ceaseless whir of my cheap belt sander, and enough wood dust to fulfill an old testament prophecy of plague and pestilence.

But, it has to be done.

"but we also glory in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; perseverance, character; and character, hope." 

— The Apostle Paul, in his letter to the Romans, chapter 5 verse 3. 

Or, to quote the classic Pink Floyd album, The Wall:

"The show must go on." 

So far, so good... but there's a LONG way to go.

(For an actual description of the fairing process, click here.)