So, it’s time to bring up a topic I haven’t wanted to write about until now… not because I’m not excited, but because I didn’t want to jinx anything. Since March, I’ve been seeing someone new. Her name is Beckie. She’s got 2 great kids (Josh,16, and Kate, 12). She’s smart and beautiful and sexy. and unfortunately she lives in Houston.
Yeah, I know. Another long distance relationship. I didn’t want that either. In fact, when we met on a pseudo-blind-date, I was very guarded because I didn’t want a long distance girlfriend. She didn’t either. As a result, we describe that date as “the date that did nothing for us”. But, it didn’t take long (exactly 1 week of IM and email) for us to decide to see each other again, and that next date (2 weeks after the first) sealed the deal… we’ve been together exclusively ever since. If you’re curious and would like to see pictures of her, check out kyleandbeckie.com.
Which brings me to today’s topic. I hate being long distance. I also don’t want to be long distance for years before moving in together, only to have the relationship fall apart quickly after that, as it did with my ex-wife. If it can’t survive day-to-day life and close proximity, I want to know now. So, I’m taking advantage of the fact that my consulting gig is portable, and my expiring apartment lease, and I’m moving to Houston. I rented a 3 bedroom house with a 2 car garage and a fenced yard, 4 miles from Beckie’s house, for a whopping $7 more per month than my Irving apartment.
July 2nd starts the adventure. Movers show up that morning to pack and move me. It’s a 4 hour drive, and they’ll unpack me that night. I don’t have all that much stuff, so I should be able to set up the whole house well before I need to go back to OKC on the 9th.
I’m leaving behind a lot of friends, and that part sucks. It’s the only thing that made this a difficult decision. I will miss being able to spend time with you, but at least Dallas isn’t so far away that I can’t visit. And, of course, since I have 3 bedrooms, there will be a place to stay when you visit me.
Wish me luck!
