Unexpected visitors

Unexpected visitors are a bit the same as an unexpected letter, gives you a little lift.
Whoa! That sounds a bit Pollyanna of me.

Each to their own!

That's what I always say.

I wouldn't mind unexpected visitors if they came at the right time - but they always seem to come at the wrong time...

Yes - when they're not expected!

I like unexpected visitors. As I suffer from CHAOS (Can't Have Anyone Over Syndrome) actually inviting anyone to come leads to angst and last minute scurrying. Then I say nervously 'You should have seen it before I tidied up!' at which they smile uncertainly, unsure whether I'm being serious. Unexpected visitors are so much easier!

Nobody expects.......the Spanish Inquisition!

Monty Python, for those not in the know.

If visitors know me well enough to 'just drop in', they will know that I'm far from being a perfect housewife and will accept me as I am. I just wish such a visitor actually existed.

rosesarered eat anything indeed. My brother took in a rescue lab in the days before dogs had cages etc and came home to find the bungalow long hall had two door frames hanging off and all skirting in bits.

Back to the point, I love unexpected visitors. To me it means they are comfortable and sure of a welcome.

Ana, yep...

It depends on who it is, my close friend who has a house like a tip, is welcome and she doesn't care, equally my mother and DD/DGD is welcome too without my having to tidy up, however anybody less close such as my in laws or more distant friends would need to ring up and I have told them to. I don't feel comfortable with less close people in my house I think they are maybe looking at my stuff and comparing with theirs.
I had a friend once who ran her finger along the fireplace looking for dust, from then on I took all day to clean and tidy the house before her visit.

I love it- I like an open house idea.

How rude of your friend, etheltbags1 One of mine turned up out of the blue then claimed the dust in my house was bringing on her asthma!

I didnt used to like it much, but now that my house is more tidy, I quite like it. I think I am of the age now, where people must like me or dont, so not much that I say or do is going to change their minds either way, so come on in!

People who know me also know I'm fairly busy so if they drop in on me unexpectedly they have to be prepared for that. We do get lots of visitors at all times of the day and night and if I'm busy I'll tell them so and if not then they're welcome to come in and I'll put the kettle on/get the tissues out/make a meal...... whatever they've come for really. Fortunately my lovely husband is very amenable to whatever the situation needs and when they lived at home so were my children. We've never really bothered what state of tidiness or otherwise the house is in when people call. Friends take us as they find us.

When my two DC were very small there was a knock at the door very early one Saturday morning. About 6.30. We were all in bed - that is me and the DC. DH was at work. I went downstairs pulling on my dressing gown, and opened the door. There stood my brother, his wife and their two little girls . They lived about 300 miles away and had suddenly decided the night before to get the girls out of bed and drive down to see us. For the day. Once we'd all stopped laughing, I dashed back upstairs to make myself presentable. When I got back downstairs my SiL was washing up our dirty dishes from the night before and my DB was making me some tea and organising breakfast for the four children. It was so good to see them, though, that I would have forgiven them anything. And we were young. It makes a difference

Indinana that's such a lovely memory.

I admit I don't like unexpected visitors because for a couple of reasons. I've had problems with depression for years and regard my home as my sanctuary, somewhere I don't have to pretend every thing is fine. Not many people know about the depression and would never guess because I am a naturally friendly person. But keeping a happy face all the time is exhausting, so at home I don't have to pretend. I am fine at the moment, but I still like to see people when it suits me (and them). The other reason is I struggle to keep the house nice and it bothers me that someone sees my house when it's untidy. It's my problem, but I can't help it. I am getting less bothered, but I still care too much what other people think.

In the same way, I would not turn up unexpectedly at anyone else's house, unless they'd said it was OK to do that.

Depends who it is, when it is and why they have come! Think I like the concept more than the reality and I just love Marmite

My worst experience of an unexpected caller was when we were first married and in an early evening intimate situation. Knock on the door - DH peeped out of the window and it was his Father! It was an excruciatingly embarrassing bustle round to get decent, tidy up and let him in.

Now we live just one mile from DD and her family but neither of us call on spec. - always a quick phone call to check it's OK to call in. I think it's just good manners to do so even though there would be nil chance of her catching us like her Granddad did all those years ago!

I don't want to be an old grouch but I've got no idea what you're trying to say Coolgran65! What is IYKWIM? I don't really get all these abbreviations. If we're typing a whole message why try & cut a few random words out?
That said, love friends round but am also mortified if the house is a tip (at least to me!) & appreciate just a few minutes notice!

Thrilled - I hadn't seen that acronym either, but thought about it and it just came to me. I like puzzles, if you know what I mean ! Acronyms save typing.
Yes I agree, but I'd probably need more than a few minutes. I'm going out later and still in bathrobe, so that for a start would be embarrassing. Yes, I would definitely discourage a casual knock at the door. Even the DDs are polite enough to ring first although I wouldn't mind them

My oh is really messy and if honest a bit of a hoarder. Our coffee table will have magazine,letters and bits and Bob's (I'll sort it soon - he says !) So after many years of trying to change him,or sort it myself (impossible) I've leant to live with organised chaos but am mortified if anyone calls in without me having the time for it to (temporarily disappear ) Why is it that us women feel it is us being judged by a messy home when it is our oh that has caused it ? I'd love to have a neat and tidy home but unless I am prepared to go it alone that will never happen.

There is a link to a list of acronyms at the right-hand end of the strip of blue buttons near the top of the page. It doesn't have IYKWIM (if you know what I mean) but it does have IYCWIM (if you see what I mean - which has a C instead of an S)

I love people just turning up, I always have had a sort of open house. It just shocked me when I found with a couple of my surprise visitors that I wasn't allowed to do it back!

PS my house is a tip, everyone always says how comfortable they feel in it and how 'cosy' it is. They have to shift aside books, knitting, mending and boxes of seeds to sit down, as I am always picking up various things to do! But it is clean underneath. I go to some houses and they look like showrooms, not a book or even a picture in sight, sometimes.