I swear my husband has no sense n of personal space or privacy. he's getting ready for work and I'm…

I swear my husband has no sense n of personal space or privacy. he's getting ready for work and I'm laying in bed and decide to take these stupid underwear off that won't stay up or out of my butt and I look up and his creeping ass is starring at me asking what am I doing..? wtf does it look like I'm doing.. not inviting you.. bye. I can't even go pee and wipe my butt without him peeking around the corner wanting to see... go the hell away. affectionate or not I'm still a person and I still deserve some privacy. jeez.