I think you've pretty much summed up the ultimate joys, and frustrations, of life. Yet perhaps intermingled routine, and ritual. Routines are things like we all put our underwear on before our pants (our outerwear). You always wipe your butt after you poop. Thats a routine. A ritual is something you do, without consideration for its efficiency, inefficiency, practicality, profit, or loss, because "NOT" completing that action causes you neurotic collapse. That is the simple determination of ritual. I love dogs and loved my dogs, makind their morning meal (or the every plate I make for dog to this day after dinner) even when the dog is dead,.. thats a ritual. Realizing the dog lived its life and has now passed, an no longer making that dogs bowl of food or leftovers speaks to a routine. Horrifically miserable thought but the same applies with a 300x fold of misery for making ones "sweetie" a cup of coffee. Thats a routine. Hellatious thought of the day that person is gone and you do it anyway, your in ritual.
We all have routine. I even seek to stomp out routine. Ordering the same thing at a given restaurant every single time and never trying something different? Routine? Ritual? Who knows.... the point is change, and being dynamic, is imperative to life and even moreso imperative to business. Its even imperative to hobby in being able to capitalize on new practices and innovation. The people who just do things as they always have can be happy. But they usually have to be happy in the dust. (they actually never are because they always weave convenient advances into their routine/ritual where it works)
My point was building something that fails repeatedly (workmanship, cost, production timeline) due to ritualistic neurocise is fine if your world can tolerate it. Most, in some capacity, cant... hence the show "hoarders".