Do you get anxious with strangers at your house?

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YES! No one can understand why I get so freaked out. I hide, I pretend I'm not home, but I still can't escape the feeling. What is worse is I live in a small apartment block of only 4, so I can hear eveyone in their apartment, and can tell when there is someone there who "DOESN'T BELONG"! It stresses me out so much. My partner thinks I'm nuts.

Yes, yes, yes.
The worst I have to endure is when the outside of the house requires painting, the paint team park outside my bedroom window and over the course of say 4 or 5 weeks one painter does one job on one house then another does something else at the back of the house. Attack from all angles.
They constantly ring the bell or knock on the door asking me to keep the door open or open the windows.

Then there is the banter which is usually directed at "the weirdo in that house" [me].

Yea, I guess it depends on who it is and who they are doing. If I can have my personal space away from them it's ok. But more than having someone in the house I just don't like anyone CHANGING anything about the house.

I just ignore them. They usually make a lot of noise so I turn my music up loud until they go.

I tend to ignore whoever is in my home. I let them do the work as I do my own thing. It is usually the landlord or her son or some repair person. but I hate it when strangers knock on my door and I am waiting for them to finish up so I can close the door and get back to what I am doing. I don't have the heart to be rude by slamming the door in their face. But no one comes by often thank god. Sometimes I wish I cannot answer the door.

My brothers used to being their friends over and it always made me anxious because they make messes and didn't pick up after themselves and they track in dirt. I always wanted to do things to embarrass them so they wouldn't want to come back but I never had the balls to do it. Sometimes I wish I had the heart to be that mean.

Then after a while they didn't make me anxious anymore when they figured out "the Beth rules" my mother called it. They be so quiet I wouldn't even notice they had friends over or were having a party. They took off their shoes and stayed out of my personal space and didn't make messes. Only time they be in my personal space if they wanted to play old school video games. I recall them watching TV too but they didn't go making messes so I felt less anxious.

It feels really weird.

Yes, I absolutely hate it. My home is my sanctuary, and I don't like people invading it.

i hate having visitors. I will come out and say hello and then disappear. I can handle it if the visit is for a purpose and for a set amount of time. I never invite people over though. It scares me. I don't want anyone else in my sanctuary. On the rare occasions that we do have people over they are never allowed in my room. That's mine

I come out and then disappear too... if I'm lucky.

I am extremely territorial about my personal space, and hate any kind of prolonged stayover, it seems other people just love to lounge around on your sofa doing nothing but taking up the space so much so that I usually try to make myself scarce by going to the pub or in another room.

And then they chase you around the house...

When my brother came back from University I don't think I left my room much at all...

Stressful, yes, but I can cope with it for a day or two before I go into what I consider to be total withdrawal mode.

A little, I kinda dont want them their, if Im not dressed decently its kinda awkward. For house maintenance, it annoys me when someone is their but not that bad. If theirs guests over, its ok but after a while I just retreat to my room.

What I didnt like is when I lived in the dorms where I had a roommate in the same room and she occasionally brought people without telling me and I didnt like it at all. I once came back to the room and she had a group in there so I opened the door, saw them and left to a study room. The one that caused the problems was when she was cheating on her BF with some guy she was studying with for her finals. I saw them in bed together. As of now, I know well enough to know when theirs something more then friendship going on between 2 people. We got into a argument about that. Its not the cheating part it was the fact that he was over at late hours when I just wanted to sleep. PDA and couples make me uncomfortable in public and in my room during finals I couldn't take it. If it was just friendship, nothing more it doesnt bother me. Dont get me wrong, Im not a prude. I've brought guys back to the room to hangout to but not repeatedly over days. They were hanging out a lot, and she denied cheating, pssst yeah right.

I find it funny to stumble on this subject today. I am having a repairman visit our home tomorrow. My dryer died about two months ago so I have been drying the clothes in our upstairs bathroom shower rod. Now our oven is broken. Dreading dealing with this guy. He has to come when my husband is home. Don't want to deal with negating repairs and the costs. Would rather live without both but hubby won't go without an oven any longer.

I feel somewhat invaded...I also feel like I am on stage with a case of stagefright.

Jojo

Arrange the tea (+milk, mugs, LOTS of sugar etc.) in the kitchen, tell them to help themselves. Hide in your room and tell them to knock on your door if they need anything.

Since you are female you will probably have to ignore some comment about how large your funbags are (this is seemingly part of the banter that occupies the mind of tradespeople).

I hate having strangers in the house, and I really don't like having anyone outside of my immediate family in the house. I usually hide in whatever part of the house they're not going to be in if my husband is home to deal with them. If I'm alone and not expecting someone, I usually won't answer knocks at the door, either- I stay really quiet somewhere where they can't see me until they go away.