The truth is, and this may not shock some of you, Dallas doesn’t suit me. It’s not my cup of tea. Or coffee. Wine. Beer. Or even shot of whiskey. I’m not trying to insult those Dallasites that can hang here by any means. I’ve just come to the realization that I’m not one of those people.
I’ll spare you all the details, but after a few short months in Dallas, we’ve decided to go back home.
To those of you, if any are still around, that read my blog, please accept my apologies for the complete lack of content these last few months. I’ve had a hard time finding my inspiration these days, but things should get back to normal in the new year. Just hang on.






I have to work in downtown Dallas (and with attorneys no less) and I totally understand what you mean. I was born in New York, but my dad moved us here to the mid cities when I was 2 and I guess I’m considered a Texan, but I consider myself a born yankee. I just can’t stand Dallas, It’s toooo pretentious!! All everyone cares about around here is $$$$$. Don’t get me wrong, I love $$$$$, but I don’t need to show everyone in the world how much $$ I have or spend more $$ than I have to just to impress the Joneses. I guess I’m just glad to have found someone who says what I’ve been thinking. I wish I could move – it’s my hope and dream to get out of here – so wish me luck! I just want to move somewhere that is not Dallas! I live near D/FW airport and really the only reason I’m staying here for now is because my mom and sister live here. My mom is a senior and she needs help a lot so until I can talk her into moving somewhere else, I guess I’m stuck!
You are NEVER stuck! Don’t ever feel stuck. It’s silly how soooooo many people spend their lives feeling like they can’t do what they want to do. Everyone is in control of their lives. We didn’t have the money to move back to the PacNW, especially after we just spent a whole bunch of $$$$ to get to Dallas, but it’s what we had to do to be happy so we found a way to make it work.
The main reason we went to Dallas was for family. And after we got there we realized that being close to family couldn’t make us happy. We decided to move back less than 2 months after arriving in Dallas, so we buckled down, saved our money and got the hell out of there. We were afraid of staying because “we couldn’t just move again” and then waking up 5 years later and still being there, in a place where we didn’t want to be.
Follow your heart, the rest will work out. And give Seattle or Portland a try, life is awesome up here, even if you’re broke.