I don't know how it is where you live, but my social life goes a bit dormant in the cold weather.
The roads are impassable and most of our friends go Away during the winter. It's when I catch up on my sleep.
But once the flowers start to bloom, so do the invitations to dinners and parties. And all of our friends from Away come here.
There's been a lovely flurry of activity in my life the last couple of weeks, which is why I'm thinking about friendship and what a wonderful thing it is.
There are the friends who have known you since way back when. They remember when you had weird hair, big plans and no intention of ever marrying the man you've been married to forever.
Getting together is comfortable and easy. You can grow old together without having to worry about writing out a will together.
But the world is so full of amazing and wonderful people that you find yourself adding new friends along the way. You meet at a gathering somewhere. You're introduced. You meet again at another gathering and have a chat. You meet again and decide to have dinner together. And it's lovely and relaxing and they've never heard any of your jokes and will never see the pictures of you when you had weird hair.
It's like dating, without all the angst and flop sweat.
In my list of priorities, in my pictures of how I want my life to be, I can do without the dream house, the exotic travel and all the other things we get to dreaming about on a Friday afternoon.
But it wouldn't be a life if I didn't have my friends.