Facebook just notified me of the yearly summer neighborhood block party, which I have not attended once in the five years we have lived here... the first year, I didn't know about it. Every year since, I've either worked or been too socially anxious to show up.
I work again this year, because feeling mentally pretty good right now means that of course my job will ruin my chances of having a social life. It's only when I'm utterly depressed and only want to spend time in a hoodie-shrouded ball on the couch that I get time off which coincides with such things as happy hours and friends' plans.
I keep saying I need to get out of retail but I haven't done much about it. This year, I want to change that. Stay tuned.