I would say I am number 1.
My job is decent. It affords my financial independence and security. I do enjoy it but if I win the lottery, I would quit, or course. I don't enjoy putting the bins out, or the house work or supermarket shopping.
What I do enjoy is getting up and having a nice quiet coffee, watching our dogs run round the garden. I really love my morning shower and breakfast with ds. He adores the dogs so plays with them. Then he
gets ready while I log on for work.
Dd drags herself up and then makes coffee while telling me about her plans for the day. Then gets herself up. I really enjoy our discussions on women's issues.
Then its waving him off for school. I do like seeing him chattering to his friends as he walks down the road. The I will speak to my team and catch up with them. We usually have a laugh while doing so. I enjoy listening to what they did at the weekend or amusing stories about their dogs.
At lunchtime, I take the dogs out another enjoyable part of the day. Between work I get bits of house work done. Not my favourite bit, but I do like the house being clean and tidy and am glad I have done it when it's done. I did hybrid work before Covid.
I don't want the house to smell, so take the bins out. Supermarket shopping is a bit boring, but I enjoy having good food in and feel lucky I live somewhere, where decent food has always been available to me. I enjoy making ds favourite foods or making dinner with my 17 year old dd. I can do that because I went to the supermarket.
I love ds coming in and him giving the dogs a cuddle before he even acknowledges me. The quick chat before he goes gets changed. Eating dinner with him and dd every night.
The problem op is about perspective.
7 years ago I lived with a very controlling husband. My kids and me were miserable. The abuse ramped up and we fled. Sofa surfing for a while. Now we have a smaller house, but it's filled with love and happiness.
Yes, there's bits of life that's boring. I often work 9pm-11pm, after the kids are in bed. Not exactly rock n roll. But again, I don't really mind because overall my job is a good one, pays extremely well and I like my colleagues.
After the shit I went through before, I try and see the positive in things. When work is shit, I accept its shit but then remember the wage. The hoovering is boring, but I like how my house feels when it's done.
Overall my life might be quite boring to some. But to me it's great. Tbe boring bits usually have a pay off, no matter how small and they are the things that make me happy.
I get that I sound incredibly twee. But everyday was an awful struggle with no joy. My morning shower was usually followed by accusations, that I was showering so I could go to work and shag someone. My morning coffee interrupted because he felt me get out of bed and assumed I would be texting someone while he was in bed. All those little moments of joy I have now, were all ruined by exh. So it's so easy to enjoy them now.