The thing is, things are not going to get back to the way things were in January 2020 any time soon. And, when you get older, your idea of “soon” gets shorter.
A miracle is not going to occur. My hotel in Kona is not going to ever reopen. At least not as my beloved old winter home. A much-loved coffee shop is gone for good. As is a fine pizza place. So, I have to make a new plan for Kona. I have my eye on 3 little studios. None perfect but all within walking distance for the things that I need and want. They might even have a tiny view of the ocean. I will also have to cut my winter stay from Halloween to Xmas Eve. Because all the spaces are taken starting Dec 25. If I dawdle too much these choices will vanish too. My choices are seriously limited by my lack of wheels.
But, I am happy to be planning an escape.