Fallen lights!!!!!!!!

So the last two days have been hard on me and last night was the topping on the cake!
Michael had to work yesterday but we had decided to go to Manhattan after he got home so we could go buy him some more of the Polo's that were on sale at footlocker. We had made a plan that we would eat a big snack before we left so we wouldn't be hungry and eat out. The kids and I had followed the plan. We ate and ate till we were all very stuffed. Michael on the other had not followed the plan and hadn't eaten when he got home.
We are now out shopping and we get all we came for and little extra when Michael tells the kids we can eat at HUHUT, I quickly say no and then he says fine McDonald's. Really, Really??????? The idea was so we save money not spend it and I had dinner all planned but then there was 3 against one and someone I became the bad guy. So to make everyone happy I said lets go to Applebees. (even though I was full and so were the kids) It was a nice dinner.
We then needed to stop by Target on our way home to get Maddy some meds to make her feel better. I took Maddy in and the boys stayed in the car. I will confuss that Maddy and i took our time looking around. We get back to the car and the first thing Payton says "I POOPED MY PANTS!!!!!!" All I can do is look at Michael. He says Payton never told him till he pooped but Payton says he tried telling him twice before he couldn't hold it anymore. So Payton when we got home went straight to the shower and I had the privilege of flushing the baseball size poop down the toilet which then clogged. Then with my back scrubber (which I used to use)I had to wash Payton's boy parts, which were covered in you know what. there was no way I was going to use a wash cloth that could of fallen or slipped and my hand accidentally touch something nasty. cause he had sat in it for 30 mins. All I kept thinking was please let this night get over fast.
I think we were all tired and cranky by that time. But I noticed that our out door lights had gotten lowered and tried to fix it myself. I tried to stand on our chairs but being 5'4 it wasn't happening, so I yelled for Michael's help. I told him to just do what I did and balanced on the two chairs. He said "you better not let go of these chairs" in his Micheal's voice. As any wife would I assured him I had it under control and just to focus on the lights. He was having troubles reaching himself and was doing really nothing. So I being a good helper, kept telling him what to do and as I was in the middle of say something..... POP POP POP, Michael had accidentally let go of the strand of GLASS bulb lights and 4 had broken. So out of reflects I go to grabs the flying lights and let go of the chairs in which then Micheal's hung on the wall like a cat who's about to fall into water. As hes falling he yells "you let go of the f**king chairs". I go back to grabbing the chairs yelling the "f**king lights were falling and now looked at what you've done". He gets down and says that was a stupid idea and then I said f*** you and he went inside and I was crying outside. All I could think was great now our neighbors have heard us yelling like we lived in a trailer park and I have half a strand of lights that I still want to hang. Looking back now its funny but last night was a night that I hope doesn't happen for another 7 years.lol