So last night, I flipped out on FI. I’m taken all his wedding chores because he was supposed to have them done by now, and surprise surprise, he procrastinated and then got super busy so he couldn’t get things done. I was feeling stressed last night and like I couldn’t do it anymore, no more planning no more opinions etc etc. His mom and dad are coming down Sat, and we might go see the band we’re thinking about for the wedding, but it’s at someone else’s wedding. I will not go unless we get the ok, but he’s like, I don’t feel comfortable with that. So I flip out and yell at him that it was supposed to be done, and if he held up his side of the bargain, this wouldn’t even be an issue. And I cried, a lot.
Then I calm down and go to sleep, this is my dream: it’s the day after the wedding, and I don’t even remember the wedding day. So I’m watching a video of it. We hired a band, but they sent their instruments and a DJ, who kept playing rap songs with swear words. Of course all the older people were clutching their pearls over that. So I told them to stop, and then I was wandering around trying to figure out where all the airplanes were landing(?) and noticed that everyone was really drunk. I couldn’t figure out why they were, and then I realize that they are taking shots off a beer pong table, first lighting the liquor on fire, then taking the shot. And the DJ to get back at me; now had people doing karaoke on the dance floor. So I scream myself hoarse, throw my rings at everyone and run off crying.
So I woke up feeling pretty crappy, but the upshot is that my wheat centerpieces looked really good in my dream. I think I’m losing my mind.
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