My parents are here.
A three seater sofa has one person on it along with a random pile of crap they’ve accumulated since coming in, a coat and a handbag.
The doorway to the living room has a box in it. A box of sewing stuff they brought with them (the constant complaints of how they’ve dropped sharp needles onto the sofa/rug is another story).
A hedge trimmer lies across the floor. In the way. A constant trip hazard. It’s being mended, yes. But not right this minute. Any suggesting I make about moving it is rebuffed because they haven’t finished.
The sugar canister is in here. Because they wanted more sugar in their coffee and taking it back was too much effort. Also, whilst it was being brought in my fat-phobic almond mum told me that “no one has sugar any more - except people like you…” But this is, once again, another story.
There’s other general mess. Not created by me. There are chips on the floor. Not put there by me.
Every surface is covered and I am just not coping.
Anyone else?
I try to be as unobtrusive as possible when I visit people. Does anyone else’s family members take over their homes?