Went back to work full time last year after 10 years at home. In laws both retired and seem to have made it their mission in life to take over our house. Everyday I come home to a worktop covered in any washing up that has been done. Piles of washing left done in sitting room and kids all go to theirs for dinner. When I’m writing this it seems ridiculous that I’m complaining that everything is being done. But it’s the extent of it. Tonight eldest daughter wanted to make toasted cheese. No grill pan. It has disappeared. Presumably taken to get cleaned as it’s not an easy thing to tuck in a corner. Long history of intrusivenes. Returned from holiday to find house cleaned, everything moved, things changed to suit them. Even had a silent towel battle😂 me storing them in airing cupboard. In laws moving them to shelving unit in bathroom. Ridiculous! Solved that by getting rid of old unit and buying much smaller one. They still tried for a while though. Rural area so doors left open so can come and go as they please. Husband doesn’t care. Standard response to life is whatever. Tell me I’m being ridiculous please. Just feel like I’m in someone else house sometimes.