Surprise Visitors - Are they Really Welcome?

Yesterday, I was in a very lazy sort of mood.  During the week, I run around trying to fit 25 hours in a 24 hour period, so sometimes on the week-end, I just want to relax.  This includes, staying in my pyjamas and spending time with my kids even if it’s just sitting down holding both of them while we watch a cartoon (ah heaven).  During these days, I usually let the chores and the dishes sit a little until mid afternoon.

I was in this state of bliss and relaxation when I heard a knock on the door.  “Oh No, not another salesperson”.  I looked in the peep hole and saw a colleague from work who lives not too far from my house.  Now I hope you don’t think I’m snobby because I’d like to think I’m not.  But I did not want to open the door.  Maybe if I’m quiet enough, she’ll think I’m not home.  Then the guilt set in and I opened the door.  As the door opens,

Me:  “Hi. what a surprise”

Colleague:  “I was coming back from some errands when I saw you car in the driveway.  I thought, I’d stop buy and say hi.”

Me: (Do I invite her in?  She must see that I’m in my pyjamas and will probably say no).  Do you want to come in?

Colleague:  “Sure, it’s been a while since I’ve seen you and I wanted to see your baby”

Me (Yay)

We had some coffee and some nice conversation.  But the whole time I was worried about what she would think of my house.  She must think I’m a slob for having dishes in the sink and an untidy home.  Plus not to mention that it is 14:00 in the afternoon, she ran her errands already and I’m still in my PJ’s.

I never understood showing up at people’s homes without an invitation.  You never know what they could be doing.  If it were my parents or sisters, that would be different.  I mean if my sister comes over and I’m in my PJ’s I wouldn’t care, but a colleague?

I love my laze around the house days.  They don’t come often but when they do, I treasure them.  Life is so filled up with things to do, places to go and people to see.  So whenever I can, I simply take advantage of doing nothing but enjoying the moment.  Having an unexpected visitor ruined it for me, because I couldn’t JUST relax.  It also made me a little embarrassed.  I mean what will she think of me.  “Boy she’s lazy, her house was a mess”.

Am I wrong?  Is it poor manners to show up unexpected to someone’s house?  When is it o.k, if ever?


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