When I was younger maybe. Since my heart attack, I'm usually more frustrated at the things I need to do, know how to do, and just can't anymore.
It's hard to find someone to handle a few piddle things for me, because doing so doesn't earn them enough money to make it worth their while. Or they charge way more than the totality of the jobs should cost.
Before my late wife was wheelchair bound, she had several simple little things she did each morning, like I do now. Like fill the bird feeders so she can watch the birds through the window. I used to get up an hour earlier than normal to do several little things she used to do before I left for work. Most of them were unnecessary things, but made her day brighter.
As her condition got worse, the number of things increased. I set down plates, flatware, and prepared foods in the fridge so she could reach them from her wheelchair. I'm sure you can visualize all that needed done before I left. It wasn't too long before I had to quit work to stay home with her during the day, so found things to do I could do at home to earn an income.
I just thank my lucky stars I knew how to do as many things as I did, so I could always generate an income using many different avenues of endeavor.