I remember all that planning. It was like a military operation. Then as things moved on even further, I just stopped going anywhere. But still the drinking needed a plan. Had to make sure I had enough to not be tempted to drink and drive for more, not too much that I would have any left to drink in the morning before I could get my stuff done then buy the next stash.
Eventually I just drank be it day or night, no more plans, no more glimmers of control, just pure and utter 24/7 alcoholism.
A good reminder. Thank you.