Heading home for the weekend, I grabbed my laptop. Yes, I had the best of intentions. I was going to take a few hours this weekend and get caught up on some work. Good job, Dave. Pat on the back.
A little while later, I went to log in. Cleaning out the work email inbox is always a good thing. I was going to get so much done. Watch me roll.
First attempt to put in my password failed. Hum. Second attempt failed, then I remembered that earlier in the day my computer had required me to update my password. Considering that I had reset my password several hours ago, I struggled to remember the new code. All I recalled was that I had trouble picking out a new one. Oh that and there were all sorts of rules. Length. Capitals. Special characters. Numbers. Ugh. This was not going to be easy.
I thought I remembered the password. Fail. Guess that was an old one. Try another variation. Fail. Try another word. Fail. Seventeen attempts later. Still no progress, just lots and lots of fails.
Looking outside, I saw the sun beginning to set on the day. The weather forecast was beautiful. Monday morning would come and there was little that could be done between now and then. Little else other than enjoying life. Best intentions had been bested by an absent mind. Sometimes failing again and again is a good thing. Especially, when work has no choice, but to wait until Monday, and a beautiful weekend awaits.