and is now passed out on the bed. He is leaving for a two week business trip tomorrow and woke up briefly enough to tell me what to pack for him. Prior to finding out he had five beers too many, I thought he was upset about his business trip and or his football team's loss or suddenly very sick, so was very worried about him.

Nope. Turns out he can't handle his alcohol. Now, I'm spending our last evening for two weeks together by myself watching Chopped.