'I know for most of us our daily lives consist of getting up in the morning to go to work and continuing this crazy routine until the weekend finally comes.

Ah, finally some rest and relaxation. Such has not been the case for me recently.

It seems that each weekend my fiance and I get a chance to sleep in together without getting up to travel two hours we are forced to get on the road and travel a total of two to three hours. Granted, I love to travel, but it's starting to take its toll on us.

Luckily, our families have been understanding of our fatigue, but they don't truly understand the depth of our exhaustion. Their thoughts? "Oh, they're young. They can handle it, unlike us. We're old."

What do you do when you're relatives think this way? Or do you do anything at all?