Apparently this has been "go off on your superiors / peers" week at work. Not only did I (rather unprofessionally and with great gnashing of teeth and random cussing (and I'm not exaggerating in the least)) go off at work this morning over the project from hell (and that's all I'll really say about it) but I guess B. and M. both "had words" with people at their respective work places as well. Hmmm. Going crazy from being house- or work-bound? Or well-deserved tongue-lashings?
See, I'm a pretty good example of a Libra -- things must remain in balance for peace and harmony. And things are NOT in balance right now, believe me. Not even close. My strong independent streak also dictates actions/reactions and sometimes the combination, well, gets a bit... excitable. I'd like to think these episodes are well-past in the land of immaturity, but sometimes you get pushed into a rough spot, caught in a trap, buried under a pile of shit and the next thing you know you're sitting on the end of a one-sided scale and it's all sliding down on your head. Ok, I could probably fill up about 30 pages of emotion and ranting about today (and the past 4 weeks) but work is work and everything else isn't. This is the place for everything else. Period.