Of course Shabbos is easy. Look at all the stuff you don’t have to do all day. No driving around, no need to check the internet to make sure the world hasn’t ended or your retirement accounts hasn’t tanked. No worry what messes Obama and the Israelis have gotten themselves into this time. No cooking. No cleaning. No bosses. It’s like you’ve slipped into a parallel universe and left all your troubles behind.
With timers and dubious “gramma”-hetered contraptions you can manage to make yourself miserable, but why bother. Do you really feel a need to turn on lights and watch television shows. Who wants a heter to be miserable? You have six days a week to suffer, and you want more?