I never get irritated, but the wife does. Only thing bugs me is our big Siamese treating me as a doormat leaping over to get to the wife at night. Especially when he leaps short and lands on my nutz.
Being a lot longer of leg than the wife, I often get leg warmers restricting my ability to roll about. No big deal, decades of training have me equipped for that.
The current Siamese occasionally decides he needs increased cuddles and marches about my head at 0400 as a signal to lift the covers. He then proceeds to get under, curl up, purr, and give me love nips on the forearm.
No big deal, but the wife absolutely refuses to do that. She cannot go back to sleep, to me, it is a sleeping pill.
In my house, I’m the cat bed.