I gave it a 3. Let’s see… My father died unexpectedly. I’m struggling with parenthood, especially with my son, who can be very difficult. My wife’s job continued to cause her – and by extension me – nothing but pain. Because of her job, we’re going to be forced to move in 2016, most likely to a city far from my mom and siblings. This will also probably mean that I’ll have to give up the teaching gig I just got, after several years of trying. For multiple reasons, my marriage is suffering, and I’m not sure we’re going to make it. I’ve been in counseling for over a year and finally started taking antidepressants.
On the plus side, we finally sold a house in another city we’ve been trying to unload since the housing collapse. We took a beating, but at least it’s someone else’s problem now. And I finally managed to wind up with the internal transfer I was shooting for, to a job I expect not to hate. But those things were good news in the way that removing a splinter is good news. Now if I could just do something about all these other damned splinters.