The dream I had the night before last was that we were all just casually hanging out at my sister’s place (who miraculously lived in Boston) and she told me it was 7:15 and I freaked out. I was in shorts and a t-shirt and we were due to get married at 7:30 p.m. and was nowhere near the venue or even close to being ready. Duff was the calming influence and just told me that the wedding would run late, but I was worried about cutting into everyone’s party time. It was an awful, awful feeling.
Most of my dreams have been like that one. Me realizing that I am not where I’m supposed to be or forgetting a huge part of something that was needed to be done for the wedding. In one dream, I had forgotten to pay for the venue and we got there and the venue was closed and locked…
What are some of your wedding nightmares?
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