Your story sounds a lot like mine. I was a wino also and like you knew the times when the stores opened and closed and would have panic attacks if I drank too much on a Saturday night (into my Sunday morning stash) and had to wait until 12:30 p.m. on Sunday to purchase more.
Now I look at all the time I wasted worrying about my "evil friend" when I could have been enjoying the moment in a sober state.
Hang in there and you will see a wonderful new life.