I've been feeling sorry for myself and my self-imposed semi-seclusion to study for exams for the last 6 months. I didn't exclude all socialization, but that was always a consideration and a limiter. Well, after feeling sorry for myself, I pointed out to myself that my social life probably hadn't changed that much. Get a grip, chica.
I take it back -- it has. Perhaps by coincidence, perhaps because it's my first weekend back in the big kids pool, I am booked up almost every night from now 'til Tuesday. Tonight, there's a book club meeting after work (I haven't read the book, obviously, but it's other women in the industry, so I should network). Tomorrow, it's dinner with a friend. Friday, drinks with other friends. Saturday, movie party with friends. Sunday, birthday lunch with family. Monday, more drinks (possibly dinner) with friends. (The one marginally "negative" side affect of having a variety of friendship circles is that socialization requires multiple excursions. As you can see.)
I'm actually looking forward to the furor to die down so I can get to knitting a couple hats for friends and catching up on the umpteen DVDs and TiFauxed shows that I have gathering dust.