Two weeks ago on a Wednesday morning, I asked David if he wanted to go to a Yoga Asana class with me- Wednesday is his day off. He said he would.
I looked at the class schedule the night before and knew that the class was at 9:15 am. So I told him I would like to leave at 8:55 This studio is about 10 minutes away and it gives us time to walk from the parking lot, go up, and settle down.
It was 8:00 am and he was still upstairs. I know from experience that it takes him at least 5 minutes when he comes down to get out of the door if he hurries. So I went upstairs and reminded him.
Comparing to the past, I was pretty calm. I had experienced this with all three husbands- and boy-friends. I am always ready at the door- sometimes on the street- because I get impatient and they are up there doing whatever they are doing!I guess I attract guys who are into their appearance.
When we were finally in the car, to my amazement NOT in a loud voice I said, "How come when you need to go somewhere by yourself you start getting ready way ahead of time but when it is with me I always have to wait for you?" He didn't respond. Instead he concentrated on the breathing techniques I showed him a day earlier! I thought it was funny and pretty good. He was driving fast, which I didn't like so I said a few more things so that he wouldn't and then I shut my mouth.
When we arrived, our car was the only one in the parking lot. We went up the stairs and had to wait for 5 minutes until the girl who opened the door showed up. It turned out that I didn't remember the time correctly. The class was scheduled to start at 9:30am.
He didn't say anything while we waited for another 15 minutes. I was impressed (and embarrassed).
Did I learn something from it? We will see next time...