Parent Tilt

As mentioned in my last post, I have two of my kids staying with me as their sister has swine flu and as I have to go to work at least some of the time my mother has kindly stepped in to mind the kids of an afternoon so I can at least get half the week in. However, as ungrateful as this might sound, after a week of occupying my house of an afternoon she has put me on parent tilt!!!

Come on, you must have had parent tilt at some time in your life?? It's just the little things like finding a wash load of pink, white, black, brown, every fuckin colour going clothes in your machine, one of which is your favourite "was-white" shirt!!!
Or all the fookin knives have been put in the cutlery draw blade down.....was that one on purpose? Let's see if we can get the boy to shred his hands?
My pristine ice cube tray...you know, the one with the virginal ice cubes only ever to be used with JD's.....that now has bright pinky/red ice cubes of some sort in them?
Or the tv satellite speaker that's positioned perfectly so that the sound bounces off the back wall that keeps appearing 3 feet away on a window sill. I put it back in the correct place and yet it still manages to find it's way to that window sill when I'm not about...why???
The stews that appear to have taken over my fridge and surely must be breeding judging by the way more and more seem to be there every time I open it. I mean, I like stew and I appreciate finding some but how much does she possibly think I can eat?

I know, I know, I sound like a proper ungrateful cnut....but I'm not, I do appreciate the help but really...parents....once you get away from them you should never let them back in!!!! ;)