Almost, but not quite there.

( When I was first aware of it, it seemed long and complex )

There are priorities

I was getting ready to do laundry tonight when one of our neighbors jumped in front of me.
I can't say I really like that. I've got to work late tomorrow and have a big customer presentation Wednesday.
"I'm sorry to cut in line," she said. "But, my daughter just pooped on everything."

Yeah. OK. I can wait an extra hour for that.
There are priorities and I can't deny them. I certainly think it is better to iron my shirts an hour later than have a little girl go to bed in poopy clothes.
Right?