Rest in Peace?

My husband and I generally get along great.
I am cheerful and he is kind and gentle, plus there is the deep suspicion that no one else could stand either one of us.
The one place we are irritable with each other is where we should be peaceful.
The bedroom.
He has bad dreams which cause him to FLING himself out of bed.
For some reason, instead of eliciting concern from me, it infuriates me.
"what the hell is wrong with you?" I roar."Get back in this bed right now!!"
(I have never spoken to anyone that way while in a waking state)
Then there is the menopause factor, which causes me to alternate yanking all the cover off him and rolling up like a burrito with piling all the blankets back on him.
Last night I woke up about 3 AM and was aimlessly channel flicking when he sat bolt upright in bed and shouted "What's that noise?"
After levitating off the bed, I told him I didnt hear anythingting
"That noise!'he insisted, pointing.
It was the mighty earsplitting sound of the remote control buttons I was pushing.
At that point, I felt it wise to go to the couch.
I was up for hours playing word games on the computer.
When I finally dozed off, he woke me up to tell me he loved me.
It's hard to maintain my feelings of indignation.