Ugh!!! husband's can be so infuriating!

Well, as I sit here alone at 8:30 at night, my husband has decided to drink himself into a drunk stupor enough to go to bed. I HATE THAT!!!!!
I asked him twice to stop drinking but did he, no. I mean it was to the point that he was slurring his words and not making any sense when he did speak. I don't drink because of all the meds I am on. While I don't expect him to not drink, I do expect him to be adult about it. I know he has a lot of pressure with this new job (only 6 weeks), but c'mon. I don't know if I want to cry or just lash out. He already drank himself sick in April at his Godson's birthday party. I had to drive over an hour home very late at night, praying that he wouldn't want to get sick and I wouldn't have to pull over on the highway. I was nervous enough as it was driving at night, which I hate to do, but that nerved me up even more so. So when he started up tonight I could see where it was going. Another repeat of that night.
I feel like part of this is my fault. No, I didn't force him to drink the beer, but because I can't work I have forced him into a situation where there is this high pressure for him to work and work for the two of us. I try so hard to do things at home so he won't have to but there are some days that are better than others.
I hear him now snoring away while I am seething in the living room. Do I cry? Do I chastise? Do I yell? What do I do? What can or do I say? He's a grown person, he makes his own decisions.
I feel so sad.