Dad - please don't bring your large and crazy dog into my tiny home, which will be full of food and people, when she can't behave and you won't control her.
Step-mum - please stop attributing my stories, jokes, achievements, interests, habits and expertise to my youngest brother. He is not the messiah, he isn't even a very naughty boy and he smokes.
SIL - please don't come when you have flu, please. 🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽
Brothers - please don't get pissed to the point of obnoxiousness
Dogs - please behave
Kids - you are young adults now please don't bicker, please help, please just tidy your own space a bit.
Higher powers: please help me get through this without having a breakdown/falling out with anyone/getting sick
Husband: i love you, thank you, pkease make them go away.
Phew. Like the opposite of a gratitude journal, but i feel better now. (Apart from the flu carriers)