For example, you’re cleaning a room, your home or your apartment. And you find it defeating the purpose to dust things and wipe them down because, dust comes back anyways and eventually. It might not be as bad as it was or as bad as it could be, but you’ll always end up with dust and cleaning dust is just a grand waste of effort and time.
If your dust analogy stands, why do you clean your ass? The poop is just going to come back.
I’m obviously not suggesting you stop cleaning your ass, but rather reassess how you see necessary regular menial tasks.
Nobody likes them, but they are what they are. Regular and necessary. You can even start to like them by meditating on task itself, and by expressing gratitude towards the conclusion, which in this example is a nicer cleaner space to live.