I absolutely hate having anyone in my house. I live with my daughter and other than her I hate anyone else in my home. It makes me feel uneasy and as if they're getting their germs everywhere. I feel like I could scream as they take over my house.
My friend stayed last night (not in UK) for work and this morning he is up, being so loud, helping himself to whatever he wants. He smokes and usually stands at my back door to do so which is fine. But this morning he brings his cigarette in through the kitchen, in to the living room and through to the porch to look for something. I said can you please take your cigarette back through to the kitchen or or put it out, 'I will' he replies whilst still puffing away.
He turns the big light on in the living room which there is no need to turn on, I say can you please turn that off 'I will' he says, but of course he doesn't.
I have no idea how many times I have told him no shoes in house and there he is, walking about before work with shoes on all over my house, to the point I have given up telling him.
I hate it, I hate having him or anyone in my house, I love my home, it's my sanctuary and I hate people just thinking they can come in and treat it however the fuck they like! I would have so much more respect it someone else's house. So fucking angry.