After 3 months of advance planning, I finally realized the gravity of my mistake when the delivery truck lifted half a ton of wood onto the sidewalk and drove away. For me, it was just enough of a project to seriously endanger our relationship and get me to my mental and physical limits, but hell, it turned out great.
There's really something to physical work and woodworking in particular that is haptic and makes you proud inside which you don't get at all in software engineering.
Would I do it again? Absolutely not, that was nuts. But I'm still glad I did and I enjoy doing some woodworking from time to time (like that bottle rocket launch pad for my daughter lately).
In the end I'm also pretty glad I'm in a job without breaking my back before I'm 60.