Disaster Dream

I had a wedding dream last night. It was a disaster! I didn't actually see the wedding ceremony, and I'm not sure if we were even married at this point, but we all went to a church building for the reception. Apparently, someone else was holding their reception at the same cultural hall at the same time as us. I remember walking around in a long shirt that I was using as a dress. The entire length of my legs were being exposed and I kept pulling it over my rump to make sure at least that was covered. I felt so immodest being in an LDS church building wearing this, but none-the-less I continued to prance around trying to figure out what was going on. The other reception was trying to set up at the same time and were hogging the room. I tried dividing it up with the bendable walls in between, but they got mad at me because they wanted the entire cultural hall. On top of that, church was being held too and the Gospel Doctrine class was mad because they wanted their room for class.I was extremely frustrated. No one seemed to care that I was having a wedding. They were too concerned with the other reception and the Gospel Doctrine class. I kept telling my family that we were running out of time and that the guests would be showing up soon. They didn't seem to care, but instead continued to stand around chatting. I was having a major freak out feeling like if I wanted it done I would have to take care of it myself.

At some point during my run-around, I grabbed one of the bridesmaids dresses, from the other wedding who I realize was one of my friend's from my home ward in Washington, and put it on in hopes to cover up my scandalous attire. It didn't fit because it was for someone really skinny, but I zipped it up as much as possible to use as coverage from the hips down. It was really long and I felt like a princess despite how it did not fit my upper body. I felt bad for the bridesmaid that would eventually come looking for it because it would have been previously worn and sweaty from my run-around. It was a really weird dress and all the decorations she was using were from another time period. There were some sort of sea animal decorations all over the place with a lot of colors. She had really gone off the deep end to have all these odd objects sporadically placed. At least she was more prepared than I seemed to be at the time though.

I found the other bride, my friend, in a room getting ready. She had taken up all of the other rooms in the building for her private party dinners. I was really angry and couldn't believe that no one was helping to get mine ready AND that she was hogging every inch of space in the building. I went back to the cultural hall and sat on my knees as someone made some sort of speech from my friend's wedding. I remember looking over at my husband (or future because I still am unsure if we were even married yet) and thinking that he was a stranger to me. He wasn't around helping me in my chaotic despair, but rather looking good from across the room talking to all of his relatives. I remember thinking "why are we even getting married, I don't even know him well enough. How is the wedding night going to work if I'm not even comfortable enough to tell him to help me get this reception working." It just felt like there were too many empty spaces in my head of him.

I woke up and had the sickest feeling about the whole dream. It is a bride's worst nightmare to not have anything prepared, including the reception hall, and an even worse nightmare to look over at your husband and realize you do not know him at all...