Been off since about June sometime. Just before Christmas I was repairing a fence in a dense neighborhood between 7-8am. Pulling nails and making noise. A woman comes out screaming at me and calling me rude so I apologize but it gave me a bad taste that I couldn't shake. So the next house I went to work at was vacant and the old tenants left wine and some pre-mixed margaritas in the fridge. Messed up and drank it all. Was a great reminder of why I stopped.