I'll be very honest, Jeff.
For too long in my life I was a guy who didn't try to control myself when things (anything) really got me frustrated. I threw things, cussed like a sailor (still working on that one, tho,) ;-) and probably scared the heck out of those close to me, and hurt them emotionally.
Something happened to change that aspect of me about 10 years ago when I got into woodworking in a serious way. I don't know if the satisfaction of starting with raw lumber and processing it into a piece that myself and others could appreciate greatly contributed to the change in my personality, or if it was coincidental in that I simply reached that point in life.
Anyway, to answer your question, I just step back and try to evaluate what the heck I did that made things go wrong, try to have a chuckle at myself and go on with fixing whatever I screwed up. :gar-Bi
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