Anti-Social?

An agent in my office asked me why I never attend the after-hour events. I told him I wasn't very social and I'm overwhelmed. He said I should go for a break. I didn't want to explain myself so I told him he was probably right. I left him thinking that I'm anti-social and reclusive. Not social and overwhelmed were just a summary and anti-social and reclusive are far from the truth. Reclusive is a fantasy for me. It's very rare that I am alone. I have five kids, one granddaughter, three stepdaughters, three grandchildren from there, four brothers and sisters, six brother and sister-in-laws, a mom and dad, a mother-in-law, and I have no idea how many aunts, uncles, cousins, nieces and nephews, and all of the husbands and wives and boyfriends and girlfriends that come from those relationships. I have Caucasian, Asian, Hispanic, and Indian, gay and straight. I have lawyers, nurses, firemen, a VP in a major oil company, beauticians, bartenders, and college students. I have an Olympic gold medalist and I have a heroin addict. I have alcoholics, gamblers, religious zealots, and tea-totallers. I have people that have lived all over the world and others that have travelled the world. My life is full of interesting and inspiring people who keep me busy. My daughter-in-law is in town until Thurs., my sister and two nephews are coming on Wed., my husband is coming on Fri., my sister-in-law and nephew are coming on Sat., my mom and dad are coming on Sat., my nephew's wife and their son are coming next Fri., and my son is coming the following week. I have a birthday party this weekend for my mother and a birthday party next weekend for my brother-in-law's partner. That is just the rest of March. April brings a new list and May is booked solid. I have a full social calendar with just my and my husband's DNA. I just don't know where to fit any more.