Taking a Nine a.m. climbing class with my boyfriend.
There are two indisputable facts about my life. 1) I love my boyfriend to pieces. He is my better half, my other half, and my life partner of choice. 2) I love climbing, particularly of the ROCK and ICE variety.
These facts being purely stated, I must say that there are two additional facts that are currently frustrating in my life. 1) I am horribly out of shape (by MY standards at least), and I'm not climbing as well as I used to. My senior year of high school I was climbing a 5.12, leading about a 5.1o-5.11. Now, I'm climbing a 5.8-5.10, and leading a 5.8-on a good day. A combination of not being on rock anymore, and ice climbing has made me loose a lot of my technique. Taking a climbing class makes me tremendously happy, but...I can't climb well if I feel like I'm EXPECTED to do well. By this I mean that when I climb with new people, I often am worried about making a good impression, and the pressure causes me to make stupid mistakes. C'est la vie. I love my class, my professor is amazing, but it's a stressful experience for me.
2) my boyfriend does not wake up at a reasonable time. If he doesn't have to wake up, he'll sleep all day. He suggested we take this nine a.m. class together, and I agreed. 9 a.m. isn't that early for me. In theory I get up at 7:30, shower, then he takes the shower and we are out of the house by 8:30 at the latest, so we have time to pick up our friend Dan, and get to class.
in actuality, the schedule looks a little more like this:
7:30: I get into the shower
7:40: I get out of the shower, and tell Tanner to get up.
7:50: I tell Tanner to get up. I am almost fully dressed.
8:00: I tell Tanner to get up, he says he is, I go downstairs to make breakfast.
8:15: I go back upstairs to get my bookbag together. And Tanner is still in bed. I tell him it's 8:15, and he swears and gets out of bed.
8:45: Tanner is out of the shower. I hand him his breakfast, and we leave the house.
9:10: we roll into class.
Over the past few years I have become an incredibly punctual person, so this drives me crazy. Every morning he apologizes, but every morning we have the same problem. I love him. I love him. But this is so stressful. It was a poor life decision, and I will henceforth remember that morning classes are not to be taken with Tanner Joseph.