Using a power sander really did not allow much in the way of hearing ability, it was quite a loud machine. And he was using it to the best of his ability as he was sanding his newly made boards that were to be nailed in place onto an even bigger board. He was very proud of his work, and when he heard banging on his walls interrupt with the sander he shook his head from side to side wondering exactly what Clara was up to this time before he turned the sander up another notch to get it to one of its higher. It blocked out the sound, and he nodded and was happy about his new found sense of it just being him, his tools and his wood.<br/><br/>He looked over to see that the drills where ready should he need them for setting up the place where the nails were to go into his little shelf. And then he went back to work at sanding board two of four. With the power sander this high, it was not going to take him all that long to finish up. He had faith that Clara would solve whatever she had to by then.