Last year around this time, my problems were:
After a hideously painful holiday season that I later described to a friend as "a parade of grotesquery I hope never to see rivaled", my grandmother on one side and grandfather on the other side died within days of each other. They both lived long lives and neither death was shocking, but both in themselves and in the larger context they were still upsetting. Coming right on top of each other like that, the deaths completely sent me back to square one in my grief for my father. So, last year about now, I was bracing for whatever the hell else was going to go wrong next, and having a really hard time caring about anything in the meantime.
This year, my big problem is:
My friends are too nice. And I am bewildered as to how to contend with it.
I really, really prefer this year's problems.