Currently got my son, his girlfriend and his mate all sitting in my kitchen. Sometimes just want a quiet life but kinda like having a house (flat actually) full of the joy of youth. Was never allowed it in my younger days.
Will have to tidy their mess up tomorrow...chip papers, etc.
Nailit, it sounds like you're happy to have them there.
Put a big sign over the bin saying 'Rubbish goes here'. Or collect it up and put it in someone's luggage just before they leave.
LOOL, I had a feeling that was what was going on. Still some may say better to be chilled out in your house with a fat bob Marley than doing crystal meth on the car park roof.
Sometimes it’s nice to be surrounded by the cacophony of youth. Especially when that youth is your own progeny.....and it’s temporary. Just sit back and enjoy it.