I've just come to bed. DH is sparko.
He knows 100% that I cannot sleep with the windows open at the moment, because of all the crane flies, and that our cats cannot share our bed with us due to how one of them constantly dust bathes, which leads to what feels like grit all over the bed, and also due to needy they are, specifically with me. If I've not fussed them for a couple of hours, they'll headbutt me or flex their claws into my skin. They also get as close to my face to sleep as they can, which means I'm breathing in warm air and fur. I loathe it and literally will not get any sleep if there is a crane fly buzzing around in my vicinity, or if the cats are all over me.
So, I've come to bed. Both cats are on my side of it, windows wide open, crane flies fucking everywhere. My side of the bed feels like a sandbox, it's so gritty.
Is it thoughtless? Is it not giving a fuck about the needs your partner has in order to have a decent sleep? Or is it standard: every man for himself when it comes to sleep? Because he's happy to sleep with the cats and with the window open, but he is also happy with the fan on, windows closed and cats removed. Whereas I'm only happy one way.
Cats have been put out, window has been shut, bed has been dusted down, but I'm just feeling it's all a bit selfish, really. AIBU?