It was less than successful. My birthday fell halfway through the six-week program, and I went and got a beer after that call, then steaks with another client, followed by us being a bit closer than the program would have liked, as we were both graphic designers. I visited her for a week in Wisconsin the following month, with both of us telling our parents the other one bought the plane ticket. 2009 was a crazy year.

Rehab doesn’t work if you have nothing to go home to.