Today is my birthday and instead of being able to relax and do something fun, I will spend the morning in a workshop on sustainability. It’s not mandatory but it’s one of those strongly recommended things, so we’re all dutifully trooping off. Word is that there will be a sustainable breakfast and I’m interested to see what that turns out to be – and if they use plastic silverware for it.
After the workshop there is a librarians’ lunch to fill each other in on assorted conferences learning. Rats, I said to myself; I wanted pad thai. But instead of just grousing to myself about it, I said, “sure, I”ll be there. It’s my birthday – maybe there will be cake.” Which I’m pretty sure will mean that there is cake. Yay for asking for what I want.
Random Thoughts of a Disordered Mind 