In THEORY, I don't mind him going out. It's only two or three times a year and we don't have any kids so of course, he can go out as he wishes. It's great to have the TV and bed to myself.
However, it's soooo inconvenient. Comes crashing in at 3am so now everyone (me and the dogs are awake). Since the dogs are awake, they need out for a quick wee and he is in no state to put their leads on etc. Fine. Then he wants me to sit with him whilst he eats his manky kebab. Okay, still fine. Quite drunk and annoying but cheerful. Finally go to bed. Then he will not STFU. Telling me all about who he's seen and what music was played and that he bumped into my ex and he loves me soooo much and he wants us to be together forever and he's definitely going to propose this year 
and his ears are ringing and can I hear the ringing and he wishes he hadn't drank so much, didn't mean to get so drink oh did I tell you I saw your ex boyfriend, he really wants some Irn Bru etc etc ubtil 5.15am despite me saying please be quiet and go to sleep now. Shut up. Stop talking you drunken buffoon.
Anyway, I've gotten up despite only 4.5 hour sleep because if I sleep any longer I won't sleep tonight and that will muck up my whole week and I've got loads on at work this week.
Im Very tired, have a headache and am grumpy. He won't be in any humour to do anything today when he eventually surfaces so ill spend the whole day desperately trying not to have a nap, inevitably end up having one at about 5pm and then won't fall asleep until after midnight and then will be tired all day tomorrow as well.
Plus I will have to go and do the food shop by myself and the bedroom stinks of alcohol and kebab.
Okay okay I'm just having a winge but please indulge me 