When Covid restrictions eased a bit and we could have people in the garden, I invited a couple of girlfriends round for coffee in the back garden. There is a way round the side so they didn’t have to come through the house. I made an effort outside, tablecloth, nice tray, cake etc.
At the very last moment, they cancelled for no particular reason. I was really tearful as living alone, I had been feeling the isolation, like everyone and was really looking forward to the (distanced) company. It was so unlike me to be upset over a coffee meeting, but that’s Covid for you.
One of the friends is pretty unreliable anyway, but that occasion really got to me.