Dating in the 21st Century

Where do I begin? Another perfect date with Mc Dreamy. The man can cook, I wonder if he can do laundry too. Dining in at his place, which is gorgeous and surprisingly more chic than fraternity house. He made linguini with tomatoes and clams and we shared a bottle of wine.
Of course the eventual question, "So why is someone as perfect as you still single?" comes up and I didn't want to do the double handed salute to my ex, but I also want to be honest and let him know where I'm coming from. His ex lives in California now. It doesn't sound like it was all that bitter a divorce. More so that they just grew apart and she decided she didn't want to have children. (Which he does)
After a couple glasses of wine, I tell him that I really enjoyed spending time with him and I would like to see where it goes, but that I have been offered a job in New York City and I will be moving. It's only four dates in and I must sound like I'm already planning the rest of our lives together, but I'm rusty on the dating rules and regulations of the twenty first century. I'm an all in or nothing kind of gal and I'd rather put all my cards out on the table today. I'm not getting any younger and I've got to be honest with myself and any man that comes into my life. I'm not a woman who is going to have dinner ready for you when you get home unless it's takeout. I don't cook, I have a housekeeper and I won't deny myself the pleasure of buying a pair of ridiculously expensive shoes. So if you are looking for Susie homemaking, PTA, polo shirt and pleated jeans wearing, soccer mom, driving a mini van, life partner I am NOT for you.
So after I tell him all this and briefly mention the love bites saga (which he thought was a great idea), he says that he loves New York and will now have an excuse to visit more often.
I'm on cloud nine right now.
SP