Actually, I don't think April is the cruelest month. It's interminable January, with its short grey days and cold nights. Of course, interminable February is right around the corner, with its short grey, wet days, always with the chance of snow. I want to get in bed, pull up the covers and stay there until spring.
Bearing that in mind, you can imagine how tempting it was to go back home this morning after torturing myself at the gym, instead of going to a friend's for lunch with 5 other women. I'm so glad I went. The antidote to January greyness is lots of laughter, with a heathy dose of chocolate on the side. I'm fortunate to have such good friends.