I used to say “I’ll sleep when I’m dead”, mocking the need or desire to “waste” my time with sleep. I thought it was boring. Did you know that if a person sleeps 1 hour less every day than he or she otherwise would have, they add 3 years of being awake over the course of their life. So if someone can sleep 6 hours instead of 8 hours every day of their life, they could walk over 78,000 miles over the course of their life while the longer sleeper is just laying there. You could watch 8700 additional sports games or play that many more games of monopoly.

But right now, we are tired. Sleep sounds wonderful. Each day of the week accumulates into an end-of-week fatigue that can only be satisfied by a large dose of weekend lethargy. But I don’t think anything would be different if Tara didn’t have cancer. Somehow we just allow ourselves to be that busy with work and life; mostly work.

This weekend will be filled with more fun as my younger sister and her family are coming into town. On one side of the weekend or the other, Tara will get fluid drained again. It is starting to become uncomfortable. We’ll play it by ear.

But one thing is for sure, we will enjoy our sleep, however little or much we get.