This weekend I was stressed with work, and DH had some friends over--I excused myself and they understood, but even though I was in my home office, they were in the back yard and LOUD. I would go out every hour for about 10 minutes just so I wasn't completely rude, but I found myself coming up with every excuse in the book to get back in the house.. "Let me check the oven," "I need a sweater," "I have to respond to an email," "I think the dog is thirsty."
I simply could not take 5 hours of loud, raucous talking and laughing. OTOH, DH had a great time. To each his own.
I really don't have many regular "friends." In fact, now that I think of it, I don't have any. Hmmm.. No wonder I spend too much time on this site and Facebook.