OMG, this will be some thread Genie!
Where do I begin???
OK, just the 2 I REALLY don't miss the most (that is NOT good English, but you know what I mean!)
1. Having the second (and occasional third) bottle in one of my 'stashes' to top up my glass whilst 'loading the dishwasher' or 'putting on some washing' so my husband could hold on to the FIRST bottle that he thought we were sharing.
2. The morning after cocktail - one part dehydration, 2 parts fear, sprinkled with sleep-deprivation, add night sweats as desired. Add equal parts guilt & failure & steep in a bottlomless vat of self-loathing & self-recrimination. Wash down with the stomach-churning certainty that even as you SWEAR on all you hold dear that tonight will be different, it won't be.
Often served with garnish of despair.
YEP, drank THAT baby often...
Peaceful, loving, sober day to all