I never go out anywhere anymore. I used to go out about once a fortnight for a drink after work, but never do any more.
Tonight however I went out after work to a works dinner thing. Was lovely. Lots of people I haven't seen for ages.
Got home at 10.30 couldn't find my key but thought people would still be up as only 10.30.
Rang bell. husband furious as was in bed. Let me in but left door swinging open and went back to bed.
Didn't actually want to go to bed at 10.30 so went to son's room to get spare duvet to get comfy on sofa. He refused to give it to me at first.
Feel really pissed off that I go out for rare night out. came home early. Not drunk. Made to feel like horrible person.
Am I being unreasonable?