Who doesn’t love Fridays? I certainly do, but it’s got a different vibe to it now. I used to try to plan a trip to the liquor store so that I could “stock” up for the weekend. The problem is the compulsion always took over and I would end up drinking everything I bought that day/night. I would stay up as long as I could so that my spouse would be asleep before I went to bed. This way, at least in my mind, she wouldn’t know what I was up to. She wouldn’t know how much I’d had to drink. I would start isolating as soon as I got home from work, as long as I had my stash ready to go. Now my only concern is getting to my home group on time and if I need to bring anything for them.