And so it begins. With a whimper, and a long slide into good-bye. On my own now for a year while my husband is in Afghanistan. We might survive, we will survive, but this is not going to be a fun year.

Here is what I hate about being a single parent: my kids don't listen, I have to unclog the toilets, there is no one to kill the bugs.

Here is what could be good about being a single parent: I am in charge of everything, we can eat whatever I want, I have the remote and a king-sized bed all to myself. So far, it's not seeming too bad.