Is this habit or boredom?
Here's my scenario: I do really well all week long. I have nearly zero cravings. Its like that life is behind me and I'm dead to it. Saturdays can be a bit testy, but I stay busy and focused.
Sunday afternoon is horrible.
Here in Pennsylvania, select liquor stores can open Sundays from 12pm to 5pm (otherwise they are closed Sundays). Back in my "prime", I'd often hit them up about 4pm to top off the supply. All afternoon on Sundays I'm looking at the clock, kinda anxious, like I gotta make an excuse to run for milk and bread or something. Thankfully, I'm able to kill it, but it sorta haunts me a bit.
So, is this a habit that hasn't died yet? Boredom?