I have never had a problem with working. Being a fairly high-strung type, it's always been hard for me to sit still for any length of time.
I got into woodworking because I like to make things. Doing it for a living evolved in a somewhat natural way. I made things and people started offering to buy them or asked me to make something for them. Next thing you know I was in the woodworking business.
Now and then someone makes a comment about how I must love my work. That always gives me pause. I got into this line of work because I liked it. But I never loved making things for other people. I did that because I had to earn a living. What I really liked was making the things that just popped into my head.
So I work to live and support my family. The work I live for? That's a whole different story.
And no, I don't love my work. I love my wife. I love my kids. I work for you because I need money. Sorry, but that's the truth.