April Fool? Or should it be April Smart

I woke up in the middle of the night today... or at least it felt that way. My watch claimed it was 7.45 am. Liar! But there was the sun, shining bright, and all the sounds that signal the start of a new day. I am sure there were some birds singing somewhere, but the noise was camouflaged with my usual wake up call of the sound of buses honking. I am so used to it now, that when I smell fresh earth instead of dust and carbon monoxide, I get a sinus attack.

Any ways, I jumped out of bed and went for a walk. Most people will tell you that me jumping out of bed is a rare sight, leave alone voluntarily choosing to perform any sort of physical exercise. While walking with my friend, we were discussing the merits of starting a fitness regime and knocking off a few of the millions of extra pounds we have all been saving up all these years. I made a few suggestions as to what we could do and what our goal should be.

I paused to take a breath and noticed this silence next to me… I really thought my friend had walked away, but no she was right there, stunned into silence. She couldn’t believe this brisk walking, fitness talking woman was her friend of 15 years.

And then it happened, she burst out laughing! My turn to be shocked. Had I overloaded her circuitry, or had her own inherent madness finally caught up with her? Turns out it was neither! She just happened to remember the date. April 1st! She actually thought I was pulling a fast one on her. How impertinent…

I decided there and then not to talk to her about any of my honest and good intentions any more. Instead I would be my petulant best and talk to her tomorrow if she promises to leave her explosions of mirth at home.

It’s the afternoon now and I am eating a salad and vegetables, instead of a pizza I would much rather have. I am still sulking but now that I think about it, I deserved her amusement. In fact I am now quite amused at myself.

What a day for me to have an attitude transplant (in the words of the adorable Calvin). Now if my brains don’t reject it as his do, then guess who will be having the last laugh.