This weekend we went to the annual work party for my partner’s company – always a swanky affair with lots of great food and booze. Think: open bar, beautiful floral centre pieces, and flatware nicer than anything I own. Every year, the company opens up a tab at a local bar for an after-party which means…more and more alcohol. This year I was talked into attending the after-party by a friend, but my body was telling me two days later what a mistake that was, and I wasn’t even inebriated.