I really didnâ€™t do much this weekend. I went to the coffee shop, walked around Lionâ€™s Den (twiceâ€”once with a dog), and milled about downtown. I broiled some grass-fed burgers today. I sat out on the balcony a decent amount, mostly listening to podcasts. From outward appearances it was a lazy weekend. Yet it felt the opposite. A lazy weekend would be sitting inside watching Netflix all day, barely breaching the apartment hallway. It was exactly the weekend I needed after a long, stressful week of work. A respite in the middle of our busiest time of year.