Chin up Ginge.
If I getting home late I don't try to sneak in quietly as may partner will be awake and demand to know why I'm so late and smell of Bundy rum.
I crash through the door, plonk myself on the bed, give her a little nudge, say "how about a bit sweetheart".
She snores and pretends to be asleep, then I know i wont get the third degree the next morning.