I prioritize and seek out joy every day!

Saturday starts with the errands, because errands are urgent and the other thing isn't. By four the light is going and what you actually wanted to do has been quietly cut for the ninth week running.

Joy loses every scheduling contest it enters, since nothing bad happens when you drop it. No bounced payment, no missed appointment, no one chasing.

Which is why prioritising it has to mean something faintly aggressive: putting it early in the day rather than in the leftovers. The errands survive being second. They always have.