I have to put my hand up as a control freak. Like the other poster said, the situation was so crazy, I was trying to stage manage things so that there would be peace and quiet. This is the kind of insane things I used to do to try and keep my husband from drinking.
Plan activities. Didn't matter because he brought the beer along.
Pour the beer out.
Drink the beer myself. Didn't matter, he bought more.
Here are some of the things I used to do to facilitate him passing out.
Feed him. You had to time it right, because too early in the binge, it would give him more staying power. Too late during a binge, he wouldn't want it.
Have sex with him. My skin crawls with disgust now but at the time, I just wanted him to shut up.
Nothing but nothing works and I ended up as insane as him. I did those things even before I had woken up to him being an alcoholic. My whole home life revolved around trying to keep him sober and yet when I first made the call to an addictions counsellor, I was apologetic because I was sure I was wasting their time.