Jeff,
Sorry, I've been too crude with you my friend, I apologize.
I think that the best thing you could do, is take a beer or your favourite drink and sit in front of the wren and enjoy admiring it.
Stand up, walk around it, caressing its surface with your hands, get the feel of it, remember each cut, each measure, how difficult it seemed and how easy looks now. Remember each misshap ( not many I'm sure) and how you fixed it, each splinter that got into your skin... you are bloodbrothers now.
Have a sip, and while you notice the drink pass through your throat, watch at the reflection of the sunset on the deck. Tap it lightly with your hands and tell to it and to yourself: "Now is when adventure begins"
Plan a day off, rowing on a lake, getting acquainted with each other. Letting it know who you are, and letting it to tell you what personality it has, you may have made it, but it has its own personality and you need to know it.
Walk around it again, passing your hand over it at the same time, admiring its lines, its joints... feel it... and overall be proud.
If this sound weard to you, please disregard, after all this comes from a fellow (me) that talks to his tools while is working.