I am 63. I grew up on an Indiana farm and we fixed everything because we had to--too far to town. I sometimes do not know if it is a blessing or a curse to be able to do some of these things myself. I often wonder why I still do things because now I can afford to have someone do the work. Just do not trust those mechanics younger than my cars!
In the past year or two, I have been more content to let others do it. It just seems that I have better things to do with my time. In fact, I have bought a new Mercedes, four year maintenance and a four year warranty so if they screw it up, they fix it. But I still work on my 1966 230SL! At least I now refuse to work on the neighbor's cars.