i dreamed i was getting married, it was all taking place at my grandmas house in warren, mi. i was sitting there going through all the cards and checks that were sent in, alot of them being from a Harris family, so I assumed whoever it was i was marrying was a Harris. the family was very generous where as my family and friends weren’t, seeing a couple of checks for amounts like 6.47. i was wandering around the house, super anxiety filled because i didn’t want to be getting married. my aunt was there, but she looked like she did back in 1984. looking out the front window i saw my bridesmaids arriving with my dress all zipped up in a plastic garment bag. they were already dressed and it was horrible. they were wearing black capri pants, and hideous green polo shirts with white cardigans. the maid of honor wore the same but a bright pink shirt. i went out to the garage where they were taking the dress, which was also hideous with lots of lace and other things i’d never wear. my mom was there and i started asking her why i didn’t do any of the planning for my own wedding. i didn’t pick out the outfits or the dress or anything and i didn’t even know who i was marrying. apparently i was marrying my ex uncle (carol’s ex husband). i sat down dreading the whole thing, among my hideously dressed bridesmaids who i didn’t even know – they were complete strangers. ppl said i should be happy i didn’t have to do the planning.
