I dunno.
This wasn't without charm, but it also irritated the life out of me with its selfish, infuriating characters, and weird narrative choices.
The men were all shallow, amoral, self-important creeps.
I was hoping it would be a book about freedom, independence, joy, and self actualisation, but the moral of the story seems to be that if your husband is an asshole, it's probably 'cause you're no longer glowing enough to keep things on track.