Both exemplify how I feel. Exhausted. We only went away for a few days. And we come home to find the lawn needs mowing (again), the garden has been attacked by a massive onslaught of weeds, cages/brooders/coops/etc need to be cleaned, mail needs to be sorted, there's nothing prepped or started for any meals, and there's 6 loads of laundry clean now, waiting to be put away.
As fun as it is to go away, as cumbersome as it can feel settling back in, all in all, it's good to be home.