Any knock on my door is likely to be somebody who's trying to sell something or get me to sign a petition anyhow, so I don't answer. My friends know to call me first; there are only a very few people I wouldn't mind dropping in on me. I remember crawling on my hands and knees so the Mormons at the front door wouldn't be able to look in the window and see that I was home. No way was I going to open the door for those nutballs.

Mormons. I have to admit, a long time ago when I was younger, I did this sometimes, but now I don't even consider doing this. Usually I ignore the door.

As to crawling on the floor to avoid them seeing you in your own home...don't do this. This is you, in your own home. Walk proudly in your own home, open the door, and say NO, I'm not interested and close the door. Simple. You don't have to apologize, nothing.

I've done this and I'm proud of myself for standing up these people who feel like they have the right to bother you w/ their nonsense. Interrupting your life for their reasons only, not yours.

You are valuable.

I read somewhere that they don't knock on your door if you are old or single because they are only interested in recruiting families. When I hid from the Mormons I was young and married, at that time a prime target. Husband and I considered our hiding from them on the floor to be kind of a joke and we were laughing (quietly) the whole time. They had been pestering us regularly and we were just tired of telling them to go away because obviously they weren't taking the hint. We never felt apologetic or unable to walk proudly in our home; we were just sick of them and didn't want to talk to them at all.

to each house etc. and knocking on the door. Most people come to my house invited, like you do. Smart.

Take care!

I crawl around and stay hidden as well. My wife is a former mormon although her family is still practicing. Apparently, your name is kept on a list even if you quit attending church. The mormons will come knock at your door trying to get you to attend again. Even after we moved 90 miles away, the mormons found us! It wasn't until my wife made a sign which read "No Soliciting. Seriously, don't make this weird.", that they stopped coming by. Sheesh!

living on the ranch...you are supposed to be hospitable, anybody who drops by gets to come in and have coffee.

I manage part of this by not demanding the two utility companies fix or maintain the old original road in here, but some try anyway and others find their way from the other direction. There is a LOT of tension in me between the tradition and my need for privacy.

The second strike is they can't read...
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