Last week, I had one of those terrible, horrible, no good, very bad mornings.
It was one of those mornings where I actually had to shut my office door, which doesn't happen very often, as my staff can attest.
But, when life's "baggage" gets the best of you, I have found that it's effective to shut the door and get your frustrations out in whatever means you feel necessary (without punching a hole in the wall of course).
It's either that, or going for a good, hard run, taking it all out on the pavement.