Lots Of Water Under Many Bridges

Lots of water under many bridges for sure! I am now in a new domicile in north Kihei. I needed to move earlier than expected from the place @755 Kupulau Dr  in Maui Meadows. I was there four out of 6 months - the last of five weeks of stressful looking on Craigslist (I know him personally)  I found this place at 47Ala... that as long as I'm quiet it's comfortable.

I had a housewarming for my birthday on April 11, about 20 people showed up. We made lots of music but at the end of the night while cleaning up I flicked the wrong switch and it created feedback that had major repercussions.  Reducing my one-year lease to month-to-month which has now put me on eggshells once again.

But at least finally, for the first time in six years, I have my own place - where I can do whatever I want (within reason) - walk around naked, cook a meal in the middle of the night, or make recordings without having to worry about somebody coming in or waking up i(f I do it correctly).

A Major Turn of Events.... Another New Beginning

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I have arrived at a new residence!  A major turn around after 6 years of suitcase living also called couch crashing. Mostly at Mom's after losing my two bedroom condo in Kihei Village. I loved that place. Then Manakshi's brother, Fred bought the place and raised my rent 53%! from $700 a month to 1050 a month! Then half a year later, kicked me out to move his mother in (suposedly) Its rumored he moved in one of his workers?

Anyway, that put me in storage, thanks to the help of Jason Schwartz, a beautiful all around good guy and birthday buddy (different year). He has more challenges than anyone I know and yet, still greets you from the warmest heart-space. You'd never know what's on his plate from the face of it.... and he likes it that way... masterful deception! Except for the eyes of God and those who've seen his "paper trail." At some point dear friend, the bough will break. Treading water on illusion, hopes and prayers, will no longer serve you. Liminality time for both of us.

IMHO One must adjust to harsh realities with a plan of action (or just keep following your heart).  What color is your parachute and how are you going to get it in the air? That's a question I am always asking myself.  I have a plan that I will be setting in motion after a month or two of living in these new digs.  A decent one bedroom with a lanai and hot tub. The people like to grill and BBQ who are in this house, subdivided into four living spaces.

Yesterday I moved in my piano (digital) and a second load of stuff from storage, that's been there from days of yore... that two bedroom, my home of twelve years, I was ousted out of.  Its been suitcase living ever since.

In that time (six years actually), I lived in NJ, on Kehala, On Noe, in NJ, in the Condo's with Mr. Nearly Blind; Lenny, with DanK in Palo Alto, in a Kupulau room, and now here back in North Kihei.

The only thing that really bother's me is that there are footsteps on the ceiling. The landlord's agent and wive, Russ and Carol I think?? live right above. Already things got a bit tense* and it appears there's a lot of activity on their lanai above mine and what is likely their living room where I hear the footsteps - above my bedroom and living room ceiling.

Bottom line, its mine and now comes testing the sonic boarders. How much music can I make without bring down the wrath of God, living right above?!   I have a feeling this "long term" will not be that long. I signed a year lease on April 1st.  But at least I am gone from the rich off art woman who's daughter belongs in the jungle she came from... but that's another story. Let's just say, I am glad to be gone from the LIMINAL place that allowed me to find this new foothold on Maui at not too painful a rent.