It stands to reason that most of my friend both male and female is also single, some claiming this status far longer than l. Each one has heartache behind them too, whether through the death of a loved one or the death of a relationship. We were all, at the start, apprehensive about being alone, about never finding someone new, about being lonely.

Now we all know all that being single does not automatically mean being lonely {all the time}  yes, there are little bouts of experience here that being lonely when you are a single is far less painful than being lonely when you are in a relationship                                                                        

Judith is newcomer to my group of friends; she is a young widow and one of the strongest people I know- a real no-nonsense jolly-hockey-stick type who bosses me around admirably. I feel she likes me a lot and that makes me happy. And my three dearest friends are single. Regular readers will have heard of Bryan quite a few times, Margaret I am not allowed to mention because she threatened to hit me and Jacs is my connection to the younger generation. They are, so to speak, my family and l treat them as such. I get to boss them around, mean well when giving advice cook for them and buy them birthday and Christmas presents. And in return, they go home when I have had enough of them.

I do not have to plan a menu, buy the food and cook it for them every day. I do not have to wash their clothes after picking them up off the floor. I do not have to watch what they want to watch on the TV. I definitely do not have to put the light out in the bedroom, when I want to   watch TV in bed or read, because they can’t sleep without the light off, I do not have to put up with anyone     Keeping me awake each night by snoring next to me {or doing smelly things}. I do not have to ask anyone if I can buy anything, or if they mind if l goes out with my friends or tell anyone where I am if I choose not to do so.

And best of all- I have no Shirts to iron and the TV, DVD and air-con remote controls are there for my use only.

I’d been living like this for quite some time before I realized how happy I was indeed. I have become so completely selfish in my singleness that I doubt whether I would want a full relationship now. More to the point, I don’t think I would make anyone a good partner anymore. I have become selfish and my life is just too full.

And I suspect that this is the same for most single who have mastered the art of living alone.

Unfortunately, being single tends to hamper you having regular and satisfying sex. This is a sad loss because we all know that sex is good

However, Practically all of the single I  conferred with agreed that at our age we were not of the generation where a quickie with a stranger that we had no intention of seeing Again matches up to our expectations and desires of a intimate physical relationship. In short, yes we would all like to have sex but it had to with someone we taken the time to get to know and love, at least a little, before we could have or would want sex.