Uuugh, this book, it just... wasn't for me. And lets just get this out of the way, this is my opinion, the author, and anybody reading this can have their own and do whatever the F they want, that's the great thing about being a grown up out in the world.
I could say I'm not the target audience (I don't have kids, which is addressed somewhere near half, but for real, it just feels very geared towards parents, so that was alienating from jump)... but that's not it, because I do fall into some of the things this book is aimed at. And also some of the things that are discussed I think are applicable to everyone. Yes, you heard it here, applicable to everyone. So lets talk about what I thought was spot on.
Big ups for pointing out and reiterating that cleanliness is not, in fact, next to godliness, but rather, keeping a clean house has nothing to do with your moral standings. A clean house doesn't equal a good person, and an unclean house doesn't equal a bad person. JHC, more people need to hear this, and then hear it again, and again, and again. I have a close family member who has ADHD and depression, his house is a hoarding paradise, we work at it together when he's able, and he's a fantastic human, just not fantastic at house keeping.
Second, your spaces serve you, you don't live to serve your spaces. I like this mentality because it asks you to question what you're doing in your space that isn't working for you and how you can change it and make it better so you have more time for yourself, your family, or just slowing down.
But here's the thing... The tone of this book was very much, in my opinion, just give up and hit the easy button at every juncture. And that's just not how I roll (I'm going to find every efficiency I can for the boring stuff, but at some point you still have to do it). Life is fucking hard, and a lot of the time you won't want to do the thing (make the appointment, do the hygiene, get out of bed, get into bed, fold the laundry, go for the walk, address your shit behaviour with your therapist), it will feel hard, you will have mental resistance, you will get overwhelmed, but you still have to do it. And sometimes you're going to have to hit the easy button to get through a patch... but that's not how you should approach all of life (actually fuck, I'm shoulding all over you now, my bad, honestly do what you want). This book just felt like coddling. Life is hard, and there are times that are going to be harder than others, but it doesn't mean you shouldn't show up.
And then there was the stuff that really got me wound up, the questionable environmental advice if you will. Throw away daily plastic toothbrushes (contrasted with masks for Covid, come, the, actual, fuck, on... those two things are very different), and then there's somewhere else where using throw away dishes is suggested as a way forward. I think the mindset is something along the lines of "you can't save the rain forest if you're drowning in depression", and that's valid, but are you going to feel any less shitty when you're throwing out all the plastic and making it worse... that would blow my anxiety through the roof personally.
So ultimately, I don't know what to say. If this book helped you great, I'm glad it exists so that you found help when you needed it. But ultimately I strongly dislike this book, it's a hard pass for me.