in reply to @grammy82 Thank you for this note. Not to be further bothered by this miserable neighbor I painted a sign and set it atop my fence in direct view of her deck, and it said: "Be Careful Who You Trust, the Devil Was Once an Angle." Rather than spewing off at her, I decided to take a different approach because sometimes silence is the best response to anger. Think Marcus Aruelius. After I placed this sign my neighbor covered her entire deck with a huge piece of canvas. She has done this before because of the heat here in Sacramento, but never this early in the summer. In any event, the sign sat there for a few days until my sister told me to take the sign down, as it was clear that my neighbor "got the message."
Having said this, I have finished hand sanding the table and it is as smooth as silk. Once I apply the finish I will post a photograph. I was initially going to use the table outside, but since I have put so much effort into it, I am going to use it to replace a table I now have in front of my sofa. I love the natural color of the wood, as it has a rustic look that appears rather unique.
While I was "stewing" over the tool mess, I recalled something that happened a couple of weeks ago while I was outside gardening. I had my headphones on listening to Carole King, my favorite recording artist. If they ever have a Make a Wish plan for adults, my wish is to meet her. Anyway, I was singing along with Carole, very low because I have such a soft voice anyway. This was not karaoke. My neighbor came running down, let herself into my apartment with the key I gave to her for emergencies, and said, "I thought you were screaming for help. You need to be quiet." Now, we all know what a call for help sounds like, right? Believe me, if I could sing properly, I would certainly do so. And if I were calling for help, there is no doubt that the entire community would hear me scream, "HELP!"
Yes, I can use the tools inside, and will do so. I realized that before this tool event, our friendship was dying a slow death anyway, because every time I asked her if she would like to join me for a coffee, she would claim a migraine every single time. No wonder she has two failed marriages, LOL.