I didn't want to get up but if I stayed in bed any longer I would end up cleaning up a wet mess. The beer from last night wanted out and would not wait any longer. I pulled back the covers and dragged my heavy head to the standing position, holding on to the bed post for support. The house was still dark as the days were getting shorter. I made my way to the bathroom bumping the walls like a bumper car, until I pushed open the door. WHAM! The light nearly blinded me. There was mom standing at the sink washing her make-up from her face. She looked...