Last week I was having a rather leisurely breakfast with ds and we were still slouching around in our PJ's when someone knocked on the front door (we live in a cottage with no hallway) I didn't want to open the door in my skimpy nightwear so I scrambled across the floor and up the stairs with ds but the person continued knocking and had used next doors garden to get into our back garden and was banging on our patio doors. I got dressed and answered the door expecting to find a mad axeman as he had been banging quite frantically anyhow it was the bloody meter reader although I was a bit pissed off with him as half the street were twitching their curtains because he was literally banging the door down I could see his point of view as he had thought that ds was in the house alone.
Anyway this morning we were again in our pj's as I was up half the night with ds when someone knocks on our door and we have a repeat bloody performance! . I am halfway up the stairs on my way to get some clothes on when the bloke at the door starts banging really loudly and shouts "Don't pretend you are not in I just saw you run across the floor!" I don't know who it was as he had gone by the time I got downstairs, it is unlikely to be the meter man again but I am just so fed up that people feel they can invade your privacy like this! Am I being unreasonable?