Dear Annie: My husband and I are in our 70s, and we have our cocktail hour at 6 p.m. every night followed by dinner at 7 or so. One evening, about two weeks ago, our neighbors came to the door at about 6:30 uninvited. I still had curlers in my hair and was not dressed to receive visitors. I ran to the bathroom, and my husband answered the door. They had come, I think (my husband is not clear on the details), to see our recent home improvements.