After wrapping up a 54-year career, David Steventon didn’t know what to do with himself. He renovated his kitchen. He and his wife, Margaret, traveled across the country. But by last Christmas, only a year after retiring from the Canadian Automobile Association, he felt restless.
“I was getting under Margaret’s feet a little bit,” he says. “I was thinking to myself sometimes, ‘You’re thinking as if you’re a depressed person, for crying out loud.’”
That’s when Steventon found a cure for his malaise in a (metaphorical) shed.