Last weekend was extremely low-key. It was cold. We barely left the house and saw no-one. We pretty much read books, cooked, and finished up all our chores easily and with time to spare. It was refreshing and relaxing and boring.
This weekend was hectic. It was glorious & sunny. We went tons of places and saw lots of people. For the first time in ages, actually, we didn't get our chores done---we have no food for adult lunches and no pre-made dinners. It was spontaneous and fun and exhausting.
I love both types of weekends, but my capacity for enduring the second type is waning with age. My ideal ratio of Weekend Type1 to Weekend Type 2 would be 2:1. I need to recover.