1.25.2005

I had my first wedding anxiety dream the other day. I never knew that I was worried in the least about the big event, but my subconscious is telling me different. In the dream I had slept the night at my parent’s house and woke up all refreshed. As I lay in the bed I had back in high school I was going through a mental checklist of things that I needed to bring with me for the day. I made it to the wedding license, only to freak out and realize that we never actually had done any of the paper work required to get hitched. At first it seemed a minor inconvenience, I figured I could do it online, so I googled ‘ontario wedding license’ and a zillion hits game back. None of them were right. You could get a license for everything under the sun, to wear orange, to sing in the shower, to buy groceries on a Monday afternoon, but not to get married. Then I really begin to panic, remembering that it was Saturday and I would never be able to get the legal documentation together anyway. At this point I would say I woke up in a cold sweat, but it’s me after all. I never get that worried.

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