Poppyred
The problem that I have is that my other half starts talking to whoever is here ….and forgets that they are here to do a job! Not too bad if it’s a set price…up to the workman to curtail the conversation. Last year we had bricklayers here rebuilding an outside wall charging by the day, I’m sure we had to pay at least half a day extra because of his rambling….i was livid!!
Mine does that. I think he misses work and 'man talk', and wants to show them that he knows what he's talking about.
I don't like people in the house either. I agree with whoever said they feel watched. If I can't get into the kitchen or go up and down stairs easily I tend to give up and put a film on or something, then feel self-conscious about sitting watching it when they are working. It's the public/private crossover that's difficult, isn't it?
I don't like using the loo when people are there either. We had a kitchen refit around Christmas which went on for about three weeks, and I was so stressed by the end. Apart from the things that kept going wrong, I was having to get up early and be ready to let men in at 8.00am (I'm a night owl and late riser). Obviously the kitchen was out of action, but also the dining room was littered with the contents of it, and things which would usually be in cupboards were lying around everywhere. Strangers had the run of my house, they kept turning the power on and off and everything was outside my control, which is difficult when it happens in your personal space. I hated it. I know it's just being friendly, but strangers commenting on my things makes me feel judged, and it adds to the stress. I feel uneasy just thinking about it now 
My decorator is lovely, and I don't mind her being around. When she did the hall, stairs and landing I went away, as I trust her with a key. If I'm in when she's working she joins us for lunch/coffee. I don't know if it's because she's a woman, because she usually works alone or just that we get on well, but I feel less 'invaded' than when other things are being done. I'm gearing up to getting the bathroom done soon, which will be another couple of weeks of trauma. In my next life I think I'll live in a hotel
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