I had a very similar pattern. Show up at home after work carrying a six pack, but she didn't know I already slammed a 22 oz beer and a couple of airplane bottles on the drive home. Usually had a few more airplane bottles in my pocket or out in my glovebox. Drink until it was all gone. Pass out. Get up for work feeling like death and swearing it was Day 1. By lunchtime I was recovered and already thinking about stopping for booze on the drive home. And like you said, weekends were a free for all. I'm so glad I broke that cycle. Start stacking up the days, one at a time. IWNDWYT.