They are necessary for the continuation of everyday life. Yet the very term that we use for them carries negative connotations - CHORES!
Yet some of them bring a degree of pleasure - at leas that’s how I feel. I like polishing shoes - not doing loads at once, but polishing my work shoes every evening. There’s pleasure in the rhythm of brushing, and of taking something a bit scuffed and battered with the wear and tear of the day and restoring it to a state of shininess. Similarly with ironing - I like taking a crumpled shirt and ending up with a crisp, pressed end product.
By contrast, I find no pleasure (and little purpose) in car washing, even though similar principles apply. Weird, huh?