Merci, Andre. I got hit with some anxiety this afternoon; it stopped me cold. I chickened out on cutting the binding rebate. I watched a couple yoo tube vids on applying binding. They were so messy, I started to worry about fouling the already sanded, stained, sunburst, and sealed parts, and needing to sand everything back to bare wood. Freaked me out a little. Plus, the binding actually measures 3/8 inch wide, so the overhang will be a fat sixteenth, my nails are gone, bitten clean off. So, I figure, I should hit it with another couple coats of lacquer, to buy myself some wiggle room on the cleanup from the binding goo. Before I do that, I then figure, I should rout out the pocket for the brass string stop block. It's heavy, 4.6 ounces, easily heavier than all the wood I removed for weight loss; oh well, neck dive won't be a problem. I made up another template for the skinny part of the block, but lost my nerve before firing up the router in such a tight spot. I had visions of chunks of fine maple and mahogany ricocheting around the shop like angry bees, while I bleed to death from multiple injuries from a shattered router bit. Maybe I should take a break. Instead of a break, I got all OCD and made up a pre-bend jig for the binding, with little pieces of plastic tubing on sheetrock screws to prevent the sharp threads from damaging the binding. It worked OK. Tomorrow, another template for the larger profile of the string block, and while I'm at it, why not make up yet another template to inlay the neck plate, right? Then some lacquer coats, and build up my courage over the weekend, and sling some acetate next week. Thanks for checking in; comments and wise cracks welcome.