Joy in Life?

Lately I have been feeling at loose ends about work, life, etc. and wondering what it is that I truly enjoy. Sadly, I feel that there is not much that I get excited about, that I truly enjoy. Family, of course, and being with them, together on a trip is one such thing but it's something that can't always happen.

Last night I received a call from someone with the Haliburton Sculpture Forest (no - I did not do those maps), asking me to complete some maps for them. It's a small job that was put out to tender. Nothing unusual on the mapping side. But when I got off the telephone I felt excited and happy. This is one of the things that brings joy in my life - a new cartography job for a new client.

Joy from work - perhaps there's too much guilt in my life. Do I have trouble enjoying things that are not "productive?" In the back of my mind are my parents words accusing me when I was younger of being lazy. Not lazy, perhaps, just unmotivated because I hadn't found what interested me yet.