excuse my rant and my language. every time I come over to my mom's house I fucking kick myself. I…

excuse my rant and my language. every time I come over to my mom's house I fucking kick myself. I wouldn't mind being here if my niece and nephew weren't disrespectful, unappreciative, and straight up RUDE little brats. Itd be fine and dandy if she corrected them. But she let's my 8 year old niece stomp through the house yelling about how she doesn't want to do chores and slam doors and huff every time she's asked or told to do anything, but then yells like a goddamn mad woman when my 5 year old makes random noises or sings "too loudly" for her liking. She reams my son about every last one of his actions and manners when her "kids" (my niece and nephew that she adopted when they were still babies) are absolute hellions. I literally HATE being around them and I just don't even understand what my mom's problem is. She makes damn excuses for them and their piss poor behavior and if it continues they will end up right where their mother is. UGH. And to top it off, my step dad forgot to take my $20 bag of chocolate out of the trunk last night that he INSISTED he would remember ahem he grabbed it. It was 90°+ today. I'm not a happy person right now.