Hey love, so Im 45 now and Ive basically stopped having people over at my place. Its funny how some folks forget theyre actually guests when they pop round they act all over the place, give you unsolicited advice and never seem to be in any rush to leave.
I used to be the kind of bloke whod welcome anyone with a cuppa, but once I hit the big fouroh, I drew the line. Why bother? It just feels like a hassle having those kind of visitors.
My last birthday I celebrated at a bistro in Manchester, and I loved it Im sticking to that from now on. Let me tell you why.
Throwing a do at home can be pricey. Even a simple dinner for a few mates can set you back a few hundred pounds. And if youre trying to pull off a Christmas shindig, the bill spikes even more. People turn up with modest presents times are tight for everyone and then they linger till the early hours. Id rather unwind than be stuck washing mountainhigh piles of dishes and tidying up.
These days Im just chilling in my flat, doing the washing and cooking whenever I feel like it. Back in the day, after a Christmas party Id be knackered and a bit down. Now, after the holidays, I can slip into a nice bath and hit the sack early.
Ive got loads of free time and I make the most of it. Friends can pop over for tea, and Im not sweating about having a spread. I can speak my mind freely. If I need a breather, I just point to the door and step out. It might not be pictureperfect, but Im not losing sleep over it. My own wellbeing comes first.
Whats really interesting is that the folks who love dropping into other peoples homes never seem to invite anyone into theirs. For them its easier to host someone else than to waste time on cleaning and cooking.
Do you still welcome guests? Would you call yourself a hospitable sort? Let me know what you think.
