supervixen - no advice, just heartfelt sympathy.
I really feel for you reading this, remembering the grossness I once used to put up with from a smelly, lardy, smokey, lazy, skint, stoned, dirty snorer. He was a lovely man - loyal, funny, kind, generous - but so filthy I couldn't stand it.
Does yours:
pee in the bath, habitually
wipe himself on the handtowel after peeing in the loo
not flush the loo
throw little bits of paper off the ends of spliffs all over the place
keep big pub ashtrays full for ever
smoke in bed
"wash up" (after endless nagging) lardy breakfasts in lukewarm water, so every cup and glass in the house is covered in a thin smelly layer of pig fat
blow his nose on sheets and pillowcases
never ever ever wash bed linen
never ever ever do any cleaning of any kind
have permanent indigestion from crap diet and constant coke drinking, and think that is an excuse for unbridled uncovered belching
put dirty feet on things all the time, including your lap in your smart work clothes
think that you are a crazy uptight bitch for suggesting that he ever stop or moderate any of these habits, as in his world they are all entirely normal and reasonable?
I am afraid, although I loved him before we lived together, love could not survive the grime and the rotting teeth and necrotic breath. and no, not the snoring either. Whatever you do, good luck. and don't feel guilty about needing your sleep. We would never put up with men who threw all your food off the table, every time you sat down starving to a meal, so I don't know why we think they have rights to devastate our sleep, or feel a little doubtful about the need to sleep alone if necessary.
Again, good luck.