They're really not kidding when they say that your job will always affect your personal life. I don't completely hate it, but I know I'd rather be doing something else, yet I try to remain grateful as I still need something to do, as well as keep my resume as active as I should. It's not the worst job, but it's also not the best job either. If I don't get to wake up in love with want I do, I just want to wake up being okay with what I do and not feeling an ever looming sense of dread and discomfort every Sunday night. Some days are still thankfully much better than others, or just chill, so I'm always grateful for that.
This is why I'm always extremely happy for those that are in love with what they do and eagerly wake up ready for work with absolute unrestrained gusto/panache/flair like SpongeBob SquarePants skipping/sprinting to the Krusty Krab and instantly make sure to remind them just how grateful and contented they should be and to never ever take it for granted. This is to the max when they clearly not find/obtain/accomplish/achieve something they love, but something they've even wanted to do all along while also finding their exact place to the point they're where they not only want to be there, but need to be there, but out of joy and love as opposed to fear and endurance. (Especially when the endurance itself is tested, or even broken at the very worst.)
God/Science bless you people, oh so very, very much.
I'm just looking for some motivation, perspective and encourage to keep it moving, and still hope to find a better place in this life. This also came to mind because I've seen family and friends in real life end up in love with what they do and I couldn't be any more happier for them. It also cheers me up from time to time.