ease off

After making do with a crap surform rasp for fourteen years I finally got round to getting a proper (albeit cheap and extremely capability-limited) plane today in order to take a bit off the garden door to stop it requiring the full force of a shoulder to shut and several attempts to close sufficiently to allow it to be locked, particularly difficult as the handle is too close to the frame to allow both hands to be used to pull it shut. I was meant to be off on Tuesday but rescheduled around things which might have needed to be done and only had this afternoon off, but it was sufficient to be able to get outside for some day-lit trundling and to get the garden door planed in daylight when it was easy to see the scrape-marks made as it rubbed against the frame. I didn't get round to sorting out the hinges on the shed door but that's of less direct impact on the amount of annoyance caused in the morning when retrieving a bicycle when every second spent frowning at the door feels like it counts for much more.