I went out socially once last week and twice this week, and dang, I'm wiped out and pretty much don't want to see anyone for a week or so.
One of those dinner dates was with a retired English teacher from FGS. She and I get together for lunch each August and then for dinner sometimes in the wintry spring. Our dinner was late this year because she'd been traveling to Mexico -- I so want to be as get-up-and-go as she is when I'm in my 70s! She is exhausting to hang out with, though. She moves from one topic to the next to the next without any signalling, and I'm always drained afterward because I'm physically straining during the whole conversation.
The other two outings were with folks from FGS. There have been visitors from a South African school with which we have some relationship -- that is, FGS has a relationship with this school, and a couple of colleagues of mine have a personal relationship with these particular visitors. These friends of mine have had an exhausting two weeks entertaining the guests, so I should absolutely not complain about being tired from going out with the group twice in the last week -- but in this blog space, I will in fact complain about being tired, because I am. I had a lovely time, on one evening hanging out in a bar with folks and on another evening having dinner at a colleague's house, but now all I want to do is be quiet and not talk with anyone.
Fortunately, that's exactly my plan for the weekend!