Talking to an adult whilst the kids are underfoot is a lot like having Tourette's.
"Yeah, so I went to see her yesterday and then she - HEY PUT THAT DOWN NOW!!! - and so she told me that she was having a hard time getting - NO, STOP HITTING YOUR SISTER!!! - what was I saying? Oh, right: the real estate prices are getting to - HEY, YOU NEED TO LISTEN TO ME NOW!!!"
And so, as I am trying to talk to an adult, I think to myself, why do I even bother? With kids underfoot it takes me five minutes to get through such a simple conversation that sometimes it's just not worth it. Honestly.