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I certainly can relate insofar as loving city life. There's something about the tightness, the culture, the speed, and the people that is difficult to replicate in the suburbs. It's not impossible, though.
The absolute most important part of living in a suburban house instead of a loft or townhouse is to get to know your neighbors. I made the mistake of putting this off and it made introducing myself a year after moving in awkward as hell. "Hey, we've seen each other 52 times this year, every time we take out the trash! My name is Will. So... you recycle, then?" People in the suburbs can get sucked into this weird thing where they might wave occasionally, but otherwise avoid eye contact. It's jarring and a little Stepford. You don't need to have a religious debate or anything, just introduce yourself, give a bit of information, and then get some information. The next time you see them, the information they gave you can be a jumping-off point. The goal is to find out which neighbors aren't zombies or sociopaths, so you can hopefully make friends.
What's an urban boyfriend? Is that a preexisting thing or a pursuit yet to be attained? If it's a preexisting thing, your plan seems very, very smart, assuming he's up for housing you. If it's a pursuit, I dunno, it seems kinda tricky. Not Sugar Daddy tricky, but tricky.
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