So. Many. Things. Happening.
Last week was a flurry of activity. Exactly one week ago today, we moved into our condo in Kihei. Our amazingly beautiful, perfect-for-us condo. We were reunited with what remains of our things. Few, but precious. We met several of our neighbors. There were interviews.
Let me slow down.
Our condo is in south Maui on Keonekai Road in Kihei. We can walk to the beach in less time than it took us to walk down Holliday Drive from 91st Street to 86th Street. For those that don't know the reference, it's basically a blink. Our new landlords are just as amazing as the previous and provided us with many unexpected, but very much loved, upgrades to our new home. Even better, they are fascinating people, beautiful souls. I feel endlessly lucky to have found them. The community is full of dogs, which will be wonderful for Miss Monster when her recalls are more solid and my helicopter instincts are diminished. There is a group of our neighbors that meet at the nearby dog park every evening for cocktails and to let the pups romp. I can't wait to join. And we will - as soon as Miss Monster realizes birds aren't gifts I need her to acquire for me.
Our neighbors are amazing, too. I haven't lived in a community like this before. At least, not since childhood. Or maybe the dorms in college. My adulthood neighbor experience has always been one of insulation. We may have waved occasionally, perhaps had a few minutes of driveway chat, but our busy lives didn't allow for much beyond that. I suspect most of that lies on our own shoulders. We tend to the shy side when it comes to strangers which leads to pleasant exchanges, but no real rapport building. For whatever reason, it's different with us here. Don't get me wrong, we're not in the throngs of grand social exploration. We're not different people. It just feels less uncomfortable to be in conversation here. Why? Don't know. It doesn't really matter to me why - I'm content to just enjoy rather than analyze.
We loved many things about Haiku, but it was difficult to meet anyone. Our private little jungle abode was the perfect spot to quietly attempt to wrap our minds around this transition. As much as I adore our condo, I don't think we'd be as appreciative or ready to acclimate to our surroundings if it had been our first stop. Things happen as they are supposed to happen, I guess. Old Dog may be the happiest of the bunch. Reunited with his favorite couch cushion and rug, he's moving around without the stiffness brought on by the bamboo floors of our first home. Minor creature comforts have made a huge difference for my little guy and that may make me the happiest of all. We're still working on a few of the people comforts in the form of furniture. The patio is scheduled to be tiled in the next few weeks. When the work-in-progress finishes, I'll post some pics for the curious minds that want to know.
Prospects for finding a job in addition to freelancing have been rolling in, to my great surprise. I applied to multiple positions for which I had a high interest in hopes that one might respond. I could not have been more shocked when I found myself with interest from three. And I wanted all three. Still do. They all offer a compelling start to life on this island. My choice came down to benefits and the ability to continue to pursue my writing aspirations. Have you ever looked at a person and had the impression that you just needed to know someone? That's how I felt in my first interview at Snorkel Bob's.
So I took the sales position offered. I couldn't be happier. As I stand right now, I know virtually nothing about snorkel equipment. But I will. I knew nothing about publishing or Higher Ed sales when I walked into Pearson. If possible, I knew less about timeshare exchange when I set foot in RCI. Product knowledge is something I can grow with research and experience. Learning about my new home from my colleagues is the biggest bonus ever. They're fun and I've been treated like family since day one. The icing on the cake is the ability to see the ocean for my entire (very short) walk to work. I don't know where this career decision sits in the grand scheme of my life, I just know I'm exactly where I need to be right now. And that's good enough for me.
An unexpected, and very welcome, side-effect to these interviews was meeting the people. I want to continue to know the people. Know them better. When things settle, I'd like to volunteer with one of the organizations. I hope I can perhaps work on a project-by-project basis for the other. So really, I landed a fun job, found an opportunity to feed my do-something-good-in-the-world hunger, and (perhaps) a chance to stimulate further the creative part of my brain. All in all, I'd say it was a successful round of interviewing. And a successful beginning to what I hope will be a long life in south Maui.