Everything went well for me until the last year of my drinking. In the end, I'd take Friday off to start the party early. Monday would roll around and I'd stayed up since Thursday or so. I couldn't go to work with out sleep so I would take Monday off. Sometimes Tuesday. There were weeks that I'd be taking 3 days off. That got to be a problem. I had a crappy attitude and coworkers started noticing a change in me. It was embarrassing. I realized that something had to give. Work or partying. Decided to give up the partying and I haven't regretted my decision yet
