If we've had a reasonably peaceful week and Sunday rolls around, and he's not sh#tfaced, then it can be a very satisfying experience but with all the hostility, it's rare that there isn't some kind of huge fight on Saturday, all day and evening, so Sunday mornings I am not in a cuddly mood. Sometimes I think he starts up with me just to see how far he can push me. I can see no other reason for getting on my case for no reason and he just doesn't comprehend the 'cause and effect' that happens.