When a year or two or three goes by?
When you start playing fiddle tunes from the intermediate section of a website?
When you find yourself giving mandolin advise?
When you've upgraded for the third time in two years?
When you can finally call that mandolin with the curlyque thingy by it's proper name?
When you can name half a dozen mandolin players?
When two or more girlfriends have dumped you?
When Cumberland becomes a thing rather than a place?
When you finally tried heavier strings, and they don't hurt too bad?
When your callouses from decades of guitar playing enlarge enough to cover the mandolin area on the fingertips?
When you decide you're good enough to sound crappy in public instead of just your living room?
When your pets no longer leave the room?
When you think you have an opinion good enough to reply to pretty much any thread?
When you've started six new threads in two days just because, you know, you're mandoliny special?
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