Well I have gone and done it, I picked up my life and I moved to Maui. This is perhaps the most difficult thing I have ever done...and yet I would have thought that moving from the mainland to Kauai 3 years ago would have held that position, but it does not. This has been the most difficult few weeks I can ever recall, both physically and emotionally...
I don't mean to brag, but I am going to because I have kicked ass these past few weeks. I packed 22 boxes of personal belongings, 4 suitcases and various artwork to be shipped via barge along with my car, let it be noted that I packed every single item in my home on my own with no help. That would have been enough to say that I was exhausted and entirely over the process of moving.
But that was only the first step. I flew in to Kahului roughly 72 hours ago. I got off the plane, and because I could not ship my things too early because Young Brothers, the inter-island transport company, does not hold items for more than 48 hours, I was unsure whether my vehicle or personal belongings would be here...but I called them when I landed, 4 suitcases and 2 boxes in tow, and my vehicle, Keanu, had arrived and was ready for pickup. My 22 boxes and other items were also here. I had arranged while still on Kauai via someone I found on Craigslist to meet me at the port when my things were ready, so they could help me transport and carry all my boxes up to my 3rd floor apartment at 'Melrose Place.' No elevators, I knew I would need help...so by that first afternoon, I had all of my possessions in my little apartment on the 3rd floor. Success. Next morning I woke up and realized that I could not unpack because I had no furniture whatsoever...I had a bed and that was it. I needed a nightstand and dresser, not to mention a sofa, dining table and tv...but first things first, I had made an appointment for cable to come out and be installed, so by 9am that first morning my network was up and running. Success.
No food, I had to go out to breakfast and make a plan...I decided to go to this store that I had seen advertise a few furniture pieces for sale on Craigslist that stated they would deliver for a nominal charge...that was a huge issue for me, getting the furniture to my place. So I went there, Maui Family Furniture, and I told Leisha the manager what I needed...I looked at furniture, we put together mixed pieces, and I had all of it in my house an hour later. Success.
Today I went to Walmart, horrible but necessary trip to get the little things that didn't work, the little other things I needed. Done. My little apartment feels like a nice flat, it feels comfortable, it will be my home for a little bit. Success.
I start my new job on Monday, but at least I know I can come home to comfortable personal space. I am so tired, but I feel entirely triumphant in my accomplishment the last few days. I kicked ass.
I want to give credit to those people who did help me...in Kauai there was Judi, Jana, David, Bobby, Kelly, and here in Maui, Andy, Sheena and Adrian...Adrian is a 15 year old who lives here in my building and saw me when my feet were aching trying to take boxes down to recycling...he asked me if I needed help and I almost started crying...yes, yes I need help...I was pushed to my physical and emotional limits these past few weeks and a 15 year old boy, a stranger, helped me to the finish line...
I have time now to reflect, a few days with my family who arrives tomorrow for the week. I start a new job on Monday, I am here, today in Maui. A new chapter begins...
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