“Time of My Life”, by Allison Winn Scotch

Overall Rating: 3.5 /5

Read it, or save your time?

A solid chick book that most people will find relatable, as long as you are willing to overlook the fact that  the main character miraculously wakes up seven years in the past after a really intense massage.  I found it to be a means to an end and therefore I was willing to let it slide,  but if you think it will annoy you, find something else.

What’s it about?

Jillian Westfield is the definition of a polished, well-dressed, suburban housewife, complete with a Range Rover, an adorable 18-month old little girl, and an investment-banker husband.  Obsessed with order and perfection, she fanatically reads parenting and home magazines and from the outside looking in, is the perfect wife and mother with the perfect life.  However, deep down, she is miserable and lonely, and is growing increasingly distant from her husband Henry with every passing day.

One day she wakes up and it is seven years earlier, and she is once again brainstorming and pitching big advertising campaigns, dating Jack, her ex who she never completely got over and secretly considers the “one who got away”, and is blissfully free from the demands of parenting.

Given the chance to do it all over again, will she find the past as ideal as she remembers and choose a different future?   Or will she realize that sometimes we view the past through rose-colored glasses, and that things are not always quite good as we remember them?

Reviewer’s Note:  It is always interesting to think about going back in time and doing it all over again.  This book shows that hindsight is not always 20/20, which is comforting.

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