Best tip...never be too proud to ask for help.
I'm 61 and I've been repairing everything I could get my hands on since I was a 6 year old tyke and took all the tubes out of my dad's favorite radio. He didn't approve...
When I was in my late 20's I worked at Bank of America in the Los Angeles area as a Senior Service Technician. The bank had it's own mechanical department that went around and repaired all of the banking equipment. Everything from calculators to mechanical adding machines, to proof machines and microfilmers, currency and coin counters, typewriters, copiers, and in the 80's, ATM's...you get the picture. It was a great gig, one of my favorite jobs ever. We went from branch to branch and when things were slow we'd meet out at Elysian Park by Dodger Stadium for a long lunch of sandwiches and beer. If we didn't have any calls we'd spend the afternoon playing hearts and drinking. Ahh, those were the days. We had so much freedom, it was before cell phones and we could disappear at will.
Anyway, about asking for help...
Once I had just finished a complete tear down and rebuild of an old NCR adding machine. This was a beast of an adder, with a full size platen, 90+ keys on the keyboard, a full mechanical "calculator". The things weighed close to 50 pounds. An awesome example of mechanical engineering, these old machines had literally thousands of parts. Springs, cams, racks, keepers, washers, screws, nuts...and it needed 'em
all to work right.
I came in the morning after finishing the rebuild and was ready to case it up when I noticed a tiny spring laying in the bottom of the case. There are hundreds of these in the machine, and I didn't have a clue as to where it belonged. The guys in the shop were kind of quiet that morning and finally after I had spent a half hour testing the machine and trying to determine where the spring went, they all busted up laughing and told me that they had planted an extra spring in the bottom of the machine that morning before I got there. We (they) all had a great laugh, but they used the occasion to remind everyone to ask for help if there was ever a question that we couldn't solve alone. The only dumb question is the one that is never asked...
And I've never been afraid to ask for help since that day.