Anyone else feeling stabby? (Patreon)

Venus in Leo is forming an opposition with Pluto in Aquarius and a bunch of planets are about to retrograde. What that means in layman's terms? I will box a bear. I will bitch-slap the sun. I will slapbox a kangaroo in a Walmart parking lot.

Normally, I take everything in stride. (I really do). I run a business and lots of issues come with that, so little things don't bother me. If anything, it triggers my massive anxiety. I always want to make everyone happy. For the most part, I am far more worried about people liking my writing than I am about silly little business issues like refunds or apps misfiring. It all goes along with having a company, which I'm so, so grateful I have.

But today, I woke up ready to fight someone...anyone, really. I know its planetary. I was warned well in advance that it would happen. My daughter and her wife have been at each other's throats for a couple of days because of it and I've been almost smug about how I was just vibing. I even reminded them that I told them this would happen because of the stars (yes, I'm that into astrology) I was a little cranky, but other than that, I was coasting, doing my thing, writing, working on my new company, juggling ten stories as I'm wont to do.

I was really patting myself on the back for handling this so well.

Until I woke up this morning and hoo boy...let me tell you I'm heated. Pressed. I will square up with God in a Waffle House parking lot. I will to fistfight time itself and call it foreplay. I almost Hulk smashed my Macbook for not loading fast enough.

I cannot explain the rage I feel over every single minor inconvenience. If I had a dollar for every time I've sneered, smirked, flared my nostrils or rolled my eyes today, I'd never have to write another book again.

My heart is racing. My jaw is clenched. My flabber is ghasted. My timbers are shivered. (Okay, I'm done) I'm afraid to even look at my email cause I don't know if I can be logical or rational about anything I might find there. I think I need to just call this day a wash and hide in my bed before I end up in prison orange...you know?

Do you ever get that way? Please tell me I'm not alone, cause WTF?

Grrrrr.

Thanks for listening to my rant. <3 Feel free to vent in the comments if needed.