stop being a spinster

I fell into spinsterhood by accident, first I got the cat, then I lost the boy, then I got the flat by the seaside and took up knitting and baking cakes. Most of the time I like to be on my own, but i’m scared i’ll get too used to my own company and stay a spinster for life. Since my fellow spinster friend died a few months ago it’s made me realise that really we were too young to be spinsters and we should have took a few risks and stopped relying on the ‘spinsterhood’ when we could have been out there meeting men.
So tiny steps- i’m still not sure I actually want to have a relationship right now, there’s too much going on in my life for one of those I think, but secretly I want to meet someone and share my seaside home with him.
Failing that i’ll get another few cats…