Clearly, all the women around me--those who go through life choosing boyfriends, fiancs, and husbands as if they were picking which fruit to buy at the grocery store--received some kind of instruction manual that did not make its way to me. Someone must have deceived me at some point in time. If not, how can I explain that I am a 30-year-old woman, reasonably cute, sympathetic, and professionally successful, yet single? Why do I spend my Friday nights in pajamas, watching endless TV series and playing Candy Crush? This book is a manual on how to be in your 30s and fantastic, despite being single.

Perdn, pero creo que alguien, en algn momento, me enga. O, de menos, me ocult informacin crucial. Claramente, todas las mujeres a mi alrededor --sas que van por la vida eligiendo novios, prometidos y maridos como se escoge fruta en el mercado-- recibieron un manual de instrucciones que a m simplemente me negaron. Si no fue as, cmo demonios podra explicar mi condicin de mujer de treinta y tantos, razonablemente mona, simptica y exitosa profesionalmente que, a pesar de ello, pasa sus viernes en la noche en pijamas, viendo series menssimas y jugando Candy Crush?