When I get in a funk I just remember my AWs last binge before I left. One of my favorite memories is her staggering into the kitchen to get something to eat. I think it was day 3 of the binge. She couldn't figure how to put her housecoat on so it was in this big lump on her shoulders like a giant purple hump. She grabs a sandwich from the frig but can't figure out how to get it off the plate because its covered in plastic wrap. I help her with that because I'd rather not have broken glass in the kitchen if see decides to throw the plate.
Another favorite is her sitting on the couch eating Pistachios, shell and all. CRUNCH, CRUNCH, CRUNCH... I finally took them from her because I couldn't stand the sound any more.
Ahh, good times.