Empathy for the Sanzo

Idiots, children, brats, and beloved family members of all sorts, back the hell off and shut the fuck UP already! I come home from work to find the parents-in-law upstairs and my husband and my kid as usual, no problem. Fine and good. Except. Father-in-law is bitching about something stupid again as usual and arguing it stubbornly with husband and mother-in-law. Not only that, there's also a devil-spawn in AJ's room, a devil-spawn in the living room (both apparently left by their dad for an indefinite span of time), another nephew passed out across the whole couch in the living room, another nephew wandering between upstairs and down and somehow always just in my way, people yelling up and down the stairs over nothing of particular importance, AJ and the devil-spawn he's playing Nintendo with screaming in delight over something, and...y'know...what the hell happened to coming home from work to relax and unwind? Where the hell can I find a moment's peace when I'm tripping over relatives at every turn?

*shuts the bedroom door, growling, as a sister-in-law shows up to hang out for awhile and not to take her kids home just yet*

Gods, give me my earphones before I kill somebody.