I absolutely flat-out *love* my career, and have ever since that day in 1976 when I walked into our high-school's computer room (with stereotypical raised anti-static floor and frigid air-conditioning) for the first time, complete with sparkly, noisy shiny 1960's era IBM equipment with the glowing buttons and blinking lights (that's not a typo, the school actually had a 1962-era IBM 1130 as the only computer!).
Up to that moment I had had NO idea what I wanted to do with my life. After that glorious epiphany I've never looked back and never regretted my choice for a single moment.
I consider myself truly blessed to have discovered my calling. Even today I wake up looking forward to going to work.
If computers didn't exist I literally have no idea what other career could offer me the same life satisfaction as my lone wolf developer/DBA/jack of all trades career does.
Sometimes I wonder what the next hundred or two hundred years holds in the way of technological wonders. And I regret I won't live to see them. But, given the choice between being born when I was, or born in the future, I have to say I'd choose the former. After all, I got to participate in the tech miracle that has been the computer revolution, almost since its beginnings.
So, yeah. Count me in the sappy group about my career.