Thanks, Que. I appreciate it.
Everything is moving forward. We're working on a Simplified Dissolution of Marriage, which allows us to go through the process without the burden of lawyers. This is good for both of us.
I've moved out of my mother-in-law's house and now live one block from Ft. Lauderdale Beach and directly on the intracoastal waterway with a view of multimillion dollar houses and yachts on the other side. The place is furnished like an old lady decorated it 50 years ago, but it's a place to stay and the location is great. I'm there six months only, so I have to start thinking what I'm going to do next pretty soon.
I went ahead and put myself on Tinder. Been on a few dates so far, two with one of the girls (and with a third planned). It's an interesting experience. I'm certainly not well practiced in the art of dating. It can be a bit nerve-wracking but I can fake confidence pretty well. I don't have any specific goals in mind; I am just taking things a day at a time. That's probably not fair to the girls I'm talking to, but I try to be honest about everything if they ask so at least they can decide for themselves.
I'm also expanding my horizons. I've realized that Jennie really didn't want to do a lot and, as a consequence, I didn't get to do a lot. For instance, I went to the beach maybe six times in the four years of living here and most of those were when my family from Ohio visited. Now I've been to the beach three times in the last week. I did stand-up paddleboarding for the first time a few weeks back, have my first skydive planned, signed up for motorcycle lessons, and am doing some sort of self-awareness/self-help seminar thing that a guy at work talked me into. I'll try anything once. If there were some mountains around, I'd probably look into rock climbing or snowboarding.
So, what I'm trying to say is "I'll be okay". I kind of wish it would have happened when I was a bit younger, but it is what it is and I'm making the best of it.
