Worst nightmare came truer :(
Still in my PJs, with unbrushed hair and with burp cloth on my shoulder with carrot stains on it, I was trying to feed my daughter, when the door bell rang. Assuming it would be the USPS delivery who would just leave the package at door, I opened the door and there was a lady. She informed me that she is our new neighbor who has just bought the house around the corner. Assuming that I am the maid/babysiter/houserkeeper anyone but the lady of the house, she wanted to meet the owner of the house and get the contact details of the gardner :(
I kept telling her that I am the owner and she kept asking if I lived here.
Finally I guess she accepted the fact that I am the owner as I congratulated and welcomed her to our neighborhood and gave her the details she came for.
She left and in distress I closed the door and looked in the glass and thought she was not at fault, I did look worst than a maid.
As she left I thought I better buck up and give some time to how I look. Then a whole list of things ran through my preoccupied brain, that I have to do before I start looking well presented and I said to myself my DD recognizes and loves me and DH doesn't complain either so who cares :)