Eeesh. I loathed it. Heinlein at his worst: obsessive about the preparation of breakfast, and a ridiculous story line -- you can almost watch those rusty gears turning.... "Hmmmm, let's see. We've had breakfast, now we need money. I know! I'll have her win the lottery!"
Feh.
Not his best, but a fun romp. Bashing the Scientologists constantly was funny, as was the novel twist on “corporate war.”