Hmm. On your deathbed, you might feel a bit differently about this one. If you're lucky, you might realize it a bit earlier.
I used to think $ was what life was all about. I worked til 4 am every day, slept til 10, hung out with the woman for a few hours, then worked from 7 or 8 pm on every night.
The money was incredible. But then I had a baby and realized that work is what you do to be able to do fun things with, and provide for, your family. I work 10 hours a day still, broken up throughout the day, but it's not 15 or 16 hours like it used to be.
Life's about making enough $ to relax and have fun with those you love.