How Hard Can It Be?

I have been waiting for this book for 16 years. The summer of 2002 I sat on a Rhode Island beach ignoring my kids, who were probably not strong enough swimmers to be left unobserved, so that I could laugh out loud at with the woman who had managed to put my entire life between to hardback covers. With every page I turned of I Don’t Know How She Does It, I became more certain that my life had 

I had lived in London for over a decade with my growing family.

I had worked on a trading desk witho...