Day 3 sober. Not the best time for New Year's Eve but it falls where it falls I guess. My wife was able to procure a babysitting job so my five year old and I spent the evening at my parents house. We played UNO, drank coffee, and watched the ball drop in Times Square. My parents don't and never have drank - which, I suppose, makes it all the worse that I've had the alcohol problems I've had - so it was a safe environment. I feel good about it although I have to admit it wasn't as much fun as years past. This is going to be tough.