Perhaps I have a deep-seated desire to become a martyr. I don't think so, I'm just interested in the topic and there were some people going whom I haven't seen in a long time and was looking forward to catching up with. But you never know.
I planned it all out beautifully. I had it booked into my calendar so I'd arrive 45 minutes early - then forgot I'd doctored the time like that and was pleasantly surprised when I turned up and there was still 30 minutes before it started. The people I wanted to speak to were busy - they were a couple of the presenters - so I found a quiet corner, took out my laptop and dove into a scene in the book I'm currently writing.
I ended up 5 minutes late.
The symposium was very interesting and I managed to catch up with my friends. I also managed to carve out enough time from the very generous breaks to write nearly 1000 words before we finished for the day. That was time I hadn't expected, so definitely a gift.
The other unexpected gift was the lucky door prize. I'm not what I would ever call a lucky person. I never win anything. If I stand near you at the pokies, guaranteed your winning streak will be over and you'll lose it all before I finish walking past. It happens all the time.
But today, I won. *bounces* It wasn't a cheap bottle of wine, either. I won an iPad Mini and a smartphone printer.
This evening's writing time has been spent setting up the iPad and researching the best keyboard/cover to get for it. Tomorrow night I'll play with the little printer.