I can't remember the last time I did "nothing" on a weekend. Whilst I do miss it I often feel like it's a waste doing nothing so it becomes a fleeting feeling.
For example this sunday I was up at 6am to take my neighbours to the airport (they're friends really). Then made breakfast when I got home for the family. Took my eldest to Tae Kwon Do.
Did a bit of gardening with the youngest when I got home.
Made lunch for the family.
Then prepared dinner for the slow cooker.
Played with the kids for an hour or so (just silly fun).
Did a little housework that needed doing (dishwasher / tidying kitchen etc...)
Then just pottered around a bit doing bits and pieces.
Finished dinner off. Tidied up the dining room and kitchen.
Played with the kids a little before bath time and bed.
Then spent an hour watching squid games with the wife, then went to bed with a book.
Middle age rocks!
No gym on Sundays for me - it's the one day where I can spend more time with the family so I cherish that more - I can go to the gym during the week.