There's a lot of venting going on in Chez Daen right now, but my husband and I are in an odd situation. We're in contract positions in the same organization (my desk is thirty feet from his, just around the corner), and because of the compensation package, it's a both-or-neither thing, which makes the question of leaving very complicated.
His position is basically support-and-service, but the department he's in has been cut from seven people to two, and this time of year is the busiest at our office due to training season. The truly frustating thing is that while there's been some lip service on the part of TPTB to the reality that his department is all-but-nonfunctional, he still gets questions from exec level (and occasionally his supervisor, who is... not the right person for the job) about why support isn't at the level they expect. So there is venting to me after hours, sometimes for a few minutes, sometimes for hours as we try to figure out what he can do, and what our options are.
My position is in a different department, and my supervisor is good, but I'm also dealing with peak busyness, and having some level of difficulty with it from time to time. (I found out last week that previous contract employees have had quite a lot more difficulty than I have - my supervisor stopped short of using the phrase "spectacular meltdown" to describe it, but I got that impression nonetheless.) So I vent from time to time as well.
Fortunately for us, the contracts end in a few months, and there's no possibility of renewing even if we wanted to. The organization knew that going in, so there's no pressure there. So I'll take the venting (and dish it out on occasion) for a little longer, and hope it keeps my husband from getting pushed too far and giving the exec level a telling-off to their faces.