The sauce in my stew is too runny. A top is in the wrong dc's pile of clean folded washing. One has no trainers. The other is annoyed they couldn't find their pe kit because its still hanging on the airer. There's no bread left. There's no crisps left.
These are today's gripes to me.
I hereby resign from anything relating to the running of the household.
I'm clearly shit at it, so someone more competent is welcome to take on my role 