My diary is filling up, and for once, I don't mind.
I'm in a busy, social type mood.
I have these phases.
Sometimes I only want to be quiet, but that's maybe only to give me the energy I need to get out there.
So the weeks leading up to Christmas are fairly full, and I have cleverly (he said modestly) put big crosses against the first week of January so I can start the New Year chilled out.

I sometimes wish I was a non-stop party animal, but I never have been, and anyway, I prefer being myself.
It's much healthier!