I have pretty much the same problem as you, willow so I can see where you're coming from. Since I stopped working, I don't have much of a social life now. I've had one good friend for thirty odd years who lives fairly close to me, and we talk on the phone and try and see each other about once a month, but she has a wider social circle so, until this year when she has been very ill, it was often quite difficult to find a day when we could get together. I am ashamed to say that I have, in the past, felt a childish resentment about this. I'm very glad for her, in truth, because she has really needed her friends the past couple of years. DH is not a man for "going out with the lads" though he did sometimes when he was working. These days many of the men that he knew have died, and he doesn't feel the need to go out and find new friends. We have a couple of sets of close friends that we've kept in touch with for a lot of years, since we all left the Services, but they each live a couple of hours drive away so, though we do make an effort to get together, it's only about three times a year these days. We are lucky; at the moment, we still have family, our health and the means to get out and about and experience things, but we are thrown very much on our own company most of the time. I go to an exercise group once a week, and when I go fishing, he will come along and go walking somewhere near by, but they are not activities that cultivate friendships. I agree with those who say that friendships need effort; you get out what you put in.