Likely my favorite book of the year. A mini-memoir of sorts. A marketing copywriter in his early-mid 20s is feeling lost and seeks to get his life on a purposeful course. He decides to buy and renovate a small, dilapidated shack in the mountain foothills east of Seattle (and maybe just rehab himself). He feels his job is soulless, but he loves the outdoors and is fascinated with tools and the idea of renovating a cabin. The problem is he has zero experience in carpentry or any skills you’d need to do the job. He has little money to apply to his new distraction, and his friends are mostly just as clueless. An easy page-turner that personally I could identify with on many levels. It was like a more authentic, philosophical and less staged version of one of those cable TV fix-it-up shows.