It is done. Travis's week of no alcohol is complete. He was a trooper and didn't complain all week. He did ask on Sunday if he could have a couple beers while watching the Badger game. I almost gave in until I realized I can't have a couple beers during any Badger basketball game this year. He can deal with one.
I think the perspective I was looking for was reached on Saturday. We went out with a bunch of people including our friends in town visiting. We both enjoyed an O'duals...and lots of water. By 12:30am, it was time for us to go home and everyone else was well on their way to stumbling around. The goal I was trying to attain was for Travis to understand that I don't mind if he has a few drinks whenever, but the silly stumbly useless Travis needs to stay away for awhile. I just don't have the energy, desire, or patience to babysit a grown man. Not that any of our friends were belligerent while we were there, but I think he can now fully understand how it gets old really fast to be the only sober one at 12:30 in the morning.
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