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Source: borrowed through Kindle Unlimited
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Date read: March 1, 2020
Good to the Last Death
1. It's a Wonderful Midlife Crisis - Paperback | Kindle
2. Whose Midlife Crisis is it Anyway?
3. A Most Excellent Midlife Crisis
4. My Midlife Crisis, My Rules
5. You Light Up My Midlife Crisis
6. It's a Matter of Midlife and Death
7. The Facts of Midlife
8. It's a Hard-Knock Midlife
9. Run for Your Midlife
10. It's a Hell of a Midlife
Robyn Peterman
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Synopsis (Goodreads):
Whoever said life begins at forty must have been heavily medicated, drunk, or delusional.Thoughts on It's a Wonderful Midlife Crisis: I got a kick out of this one. Daisy's dealing with a lot (widowed and trying to move on with her life, a boss who is just AWFUL, a hot new lawyer giving her long looks, and a couple of dogs who...well, dogs are awesome, so that part is great) and being able to suddenly see ghosts is just another thing on her plate.
Thirty-nine was a fantastic year. I was married to the man I loved. I had a body that worked without creaking. My grandma, who raised me, was still healthy, and life was pretty damned good.
But as they say, all good things come to an end. I’d honestly love to know who ’they’ are and rip them a new one.
One year later, I’m a widow. My joints are starting to ache. Gram is in the nursing home, and dead people think my home is some kind of supernatural bed and breakfast. Gluing body parts onto semi-transparent people has become a side job—deceased people I’m not even sure are actually there. I think they need my help, but since I don’t speak dead, we’re having a few issues.
To add to the heap of trouble, there’s a new dangerously smokin’ hot lawyer at the firm who won't stop giving me the eye. My BFF is thrilled with her new frozen face, thanks to her plastic surgeon, her alimony check, and the miracle of Botox. And then there’s the little conundrum that I’m becoming way too attached to my ghostly squatters… Like Cher, I'd like to turn back time. Now.
No can do.
Whatever. I have wine, good friends, and an industrial sized box of superglue. What could possibly go wrong?
Everything, apparently.
All in all, it’s shaping up to be a wonderful midlife crisis…
The gluing parts back onto them is a little disturbing, but one does what one must to keep oneself sane, I suppose.
Anywho. Daisy. She's dealing with a lot, but she has a kickass group of friends, a grandma who knows more about Daisy's new abilities than she lets on (well, sort of. It's...complicated), and a smokin' hot potential booty call (if she can let herself unwind enough to booty call him) in the wings. Her deceased husband suddenly appearing and shedding some light on a few things from their marriage help her put things in perspective and... you know what? I'm really looking forward to the next book. I want to see how Daisy fixes her kind of colossal boo-boo and makes things right again.
Bring it, Daisy. Let's see where things go from here.
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