Daily life is beset by repetitive things we are coerced to do to keep from dying or otherwise suffering more than absolutely necessary. Karl Marx referred to all this stuff as: "The reproduction of individual and species life". I call it: "pragmatic agenda". It's a wheel of karma: No matter how much of it you do, the only reward you get is the opportunity to have to do more of it. People get all worked up abou it. Take out the trash. West clean clothes. Blah, blah, blha. I agree when it's a matter of health or other important impingements. But, for the rest: Why bother? Answer: If ain't got no better choice.

All out time and energy should be available for leisured study and creation in the arts and sciences and for enjoying the safe plesaeures which daily life can provide if the body cooperates: good friends, good sex [not: reproduction of species life, aka: more mouths to feed], good food, connoisseurship of various arts [or at lesat repeoducations in books and on the Internet], whatever. But not mowing a goddamned lawn or worrying if you "have body odor", and emphatically not trying to help keep America beautiful by getting a haircut, etc.