TrySober,
I'm just about to hit the forty-eight hour mark -- (so I guess I'm basically just one night + a bit, no room to talk, but the posting helps).
But, I agree, Fridays are scary. Or, at least, I've been wondering what a today would bring. I had multiple friends and family, as well as someone I haven't seen in ages, call me out of the blue tonight. "It's a holiday, we're at the bar...." I declined and put in some much needed work time instead. In a way they couldn't have called at a worse time for me, but in the end I think it was maybe the best; because I declined and, somewhat shockingly, I'm okay about it.
I guess it's not that Fridays are scary, but that this Friday is/was. Maybe someday I can say something about how Friday is scary in the plural.