Today I'm going to tell you about the day before my wedding.
I hadn't been sleeping well. All those months of ridiculing nervous wreck brides finally caught up with me. Three days before the wedding I was hit with the worse case of nerves ever! I couldn't eat without feeling ill, I wasn't sleeping much at all, and I felt enormous anxiety over the weather and other details. I had tons of last minute shopping and crafting to do. Plus I was stressed because I somehow managed to GAIN weight the month before the big day! I was basically an emotional basket case. I teared up in front of strangers and actually cried in front of friends. Not happy tears but gut wrenching sobs. All because of the stress of the day not because of the actual marriage. I don't think that's normal, right? Everyone kept saying how excited and happy I should be, which in turn made me feel worse for not acting like a "normal" bride. Whatever that means.
So I finished all my shopping, loaded up the car with my things and my dogs and headed to the bakery on my way out of town (the wedding was an hours drive and I was meeting my bridesmaids at a cabin near the wedding site). I was still feeling the butterflies in my stomach but when I saw my beautiful vegan wedding cupcakes, I suddenly started to feel a bit happy and excited. I put the huge box of cupcakes next to me in the passenger seat and we were on our way! I pulled onto the interstate and within 10 minutes I was in a four car pileup!!!!
No one was hurt and the first two cars escaped any damage. However my car was totaled. We all pulled over to wait for the police and while I was chatting with the other drivers, I glanced at my car and saw my large dog sitting in the front seat....On TOP of the cupcakes! I started screaming and flailing my arms as I ran to my vehicle. The damage was done. Over half the cupcakes were smashed.
The other drivers and the newly arrived police officer must have thought I was insane. A sobbing, sweaty, cupcake covered mess.
It was not my best moment.
After I got home, I sobbed some more and then got control...until I talked to my best friend. Then the waterworks came back force.
I was ready to call off the wedding. All I wanted was to crawl in bed and pull the covers over my head. They wouldn't let me. My BF drive an hour out of her way to pick me up and we headed to the cabin.
In retrospect, it was good that I had my friends and family with me. They helped distract me from what would have been an all night sob fest/pity party.
I finally have the paperwork underway and should have a check from the insurance company soon. Then off to buy yet another car. I've got my eye on a Subaru Forester, fingers crossed!
So that's the story of the day before my wedding. I'll be telling it to my grandkids one day...