Oh blimey, I hid it loads it the past few years!! Normally in my cupboard, so DH wouldn't find it - behind my clothes. I always found it though
. In fact I used to quite often be baffled when it had run out ('surely I bought more than that???
)
Also desperately sorry about your son Rachel. That must have been just dreadful.
Day 4, to me is the day when it feels 'possible'. I used to have terrible 'day 4's' emotionally, crying and feeling down, which I guess was good as it proved how bloody awful my drinking was - always pleased to get past it.
The weekends are still hard to be honest. Not as hard as they used to be and as we never go out (!) not so much of a problem, but they are just days after all, and Sunday mornings are now sooo good. We try to go to a wood for a family walk as often as possible and it's lovely to be with the children feeling 'connected' I guess.
It's my day off today so am guiltily watching JK and house cleaning. I'm crazy, me 
Have a safe day everyone.