The wine lover and me in one body?

Had friends over for dinner and my brother in law and I polished off two very good bottles of red. Was a fun evening, but the next day I was operating at 50%. It was frustrating and disappointing as I was excited to get things done but couldn’t, was so tired 🥱 I just feel like the wine drinker in me belongs to a different life than the one I’m leading now. It’s like there are two lives trying to occupy one. 🤔 I’ve cut back massively on drinking and only do this occasionally now, but it just doesn’t seem to fit any more. Thoughts ?