Channelling Kate

The other day, my poor husband came home early from work. I was not expecting him home so early, and Caleigh and I had just gotten home from our walk, so the house was basically a pit. The previous night, the kids and I had a movie night, so popcorn was all over. I had clean laundry strewn all over the couches and Caleigh had almost every doll we own drug through the house. Some were even covered with baby wipe blankies as they slept. I was taking a break, checking out my facebook, and sprawled on the floor. Needless to say, we was a little taken aback by the condition of our house when he came in.
"I thought you were going to have this front room clean" he said.
"I was! I just wasn't expecting you to be home yet. I was going to have the kids help me. We can knock this out in 15 minutes if they help me."
"But they shouldn't have to. You've been home all day, you should have it clean."
I had to admit, he had a point. He might have actually been right. But I'll be damned if I actually admit that to him... I straightened up a little bit and started on our mac 'n' cheese dinner. He continued making stupid little comments (well, they might have been helpful suggestions, but to me, in the bad mood I was in, they were merely stupid little comments!) and eventually, he was able to successfully light my short fuse. I walked into the kitchen and he was stirring my mac 'n' cheese. I told him to leave it alone because I had it under control. I drained it while he dug the box out of the garbage to see how much milk he needed to add.
"Leave it alone!" I yelled, channeling my inner Kate Gosselin, "You don't know how to make it right! I'll do it, now get the heck out of my kitchen!!" I snatched the box out of his hand and threw it back into the garbage can.
He proceeded to set the table and we fed the children their gourmet meal.

I've noticed that my attitude really effects the environment of our home. I have made an honest effort to be more positive with my husband and our children, and for the most part our days are great. When I let stress from other aspects of my life interfere with how I interact with my family, however, life turns really miserable, really quickly.

How do you keep your home positive? Have you ever thrown a totally ridiculous fit, you know, the ones that make Kate Gosselin seem like Mother Teresa? Share, share, share!