The large congruence of upcoming events has me a little freaked out but no more motivated than ever. My procrastination gene is in full effect as I become more and more distracted on a daily basis from the real things that require my attention. Weddings, moves, prepping houses for rental and regular old work are harder to think about when your RSS reader of choice isn’t at zero unread. Or your email. Or your Twitter. Or your Flickr. Or any other number of things that have been embedded into the daily ritual.

To add insult to injury, shit just gets fucked up all the time. While I’m know for some seriously bad car karma, where things can go wrong for me, they often do. Just this week, a rather large cashier’s check went missing from a time sensitive delivery. Thanks to an inefficiant banking system, they has yet to enter the check into their own system. Not only couldn’t they reissue it or cancel it (for a fee), but they couldn’t even see it in their system. Even though they issued it, the check didn’t exist. So, I had to wait for it to percolate through the vast caverns of this financial monstrosity for the privalege to pay them $35 to cancel the damn thing and another five for a new one. For added excitement, it can take over a week for the canceled amount to return into my balance. I was given a free alternative, after 90 days, if no one had cashed it, the amount could be remitted to me. All I can think of is switching to a credit union, who actually need customer satisfaction to maintain their businesses.

I may even just cash out and stuff it in a matress.

Can you blame me for my desired distractions?

(ps. I’ve written this on my iPhone using the newly released WordPress software. Much like the web version there is no spell checking, on which I’ve come to rely. I don’t have many people’s complaint over the lack of copy/paste, but a system wide spell check would be a godsend. Predictive typeing really only helps mistypes on a small taxtileless keyboard, though I can’t imagine living without it. In fact I was complimented on my typing speed the other day but didn’t give credit where it’s due. All you have to do is mash your thumbs in the general direction of the letter you want and let the software interpret the word. After I post this I’ll still have to go back and give it a once over.)

Bethany and I are finally getting around to the formal act of marriage! We’ve been together long enough that sometimes it feels like we already are and others have said that we’re “married in God’s eyes.” (Though not in the law’s eyes…) Part of the problem has been that previous dates have fallen through for one reason or another and we’ve both been hesitant to really get comfortable with the idea that it is coming soon. In fact, it has come so quickly that we’ve only got a month to go!

Friday, August 8th is the big day, and I know that many friends and family won’t be able to come on such short notice. However, we’re fine with that. I feel like I don’t want people to make a big deal out of it. We’re not doing a church service, though it will be a christian wedding, and we’re not having a huge bash afterward. I’m sorry if it seems we’re not being inclusive because we really do want all of you to come, but small and intimate were the big goals. Well wishes are preferred over people going out of their way for us.

We have another website setup where we’ll keep you up to date on the goings on. Check out the first post here.

It’s not that things a bad, per se, but I think I could do without all of the drama.

We’re moving to Baltimore. Oh, wait, now we’re moving to Chicago. This is my shining example, the most dramatic of a long list that I dare not commit to “paper”. After what seemed to be a very long ordeal for Bethany to apply to and accept a grad program, we had settled on MICA in Baltimore. The program was perfect, run by a very well respected designer who’s admirations came from both university and professional sources. We had also come to grips with the idea of Baltimore. While it wasn’t our highest choice in cities, we had come to build a short but potent list of pluses.

Then, on Monday of last week, a few weeks after accepting and putting a large, non-refundable deposit down for MICA, Bethany gets an urgent call from SAIC in Chicago (hence the C). They’ve decided, after previously telling her that she wasn’t going to receive any scholarships, that they wanted to give her a full-ride!

Now, when someone offers you $70 grand you usually don’t say no, but there were several days of serious debate and a weeks worth of waffling. We had sold ourselves on Baltimore, even though Chicago is bigger and had more opportunities. MICA had a program that seemed to fit in a smaller more intimate setting but SAIC is larger and arguably better known where Bethany has a chance to be a big fish in a big pond. Also, my own proximity to work was called into play, with Chicago working out better even with tele-commuting.

In the end, the logical choice won with several professionals urging us in the direction of the money. All of which resets us back to the beginning. More research, apartment hunting and altered logistics now with even less time to execute.

We’ve come to grips, but with each passing day there is more to do. That list I’m avoiding keeps expanding.

At least I’m not bored. I’m not having fun, but there is nothing boring about life right now.