Time to remember I am strong, independent... and miss my garbage man - I mean husband!!

It has been a week since hubby deployed, and every day I realize how much I miss him. Today I went into the "trash closet" (a closet I put the trash can in to keep the dog from getting into it) and realized that it is going to be full by tomorrow night. My instinct was to yell for hubby and tell him that the trash needs to go out by tomorrow. Then I realized... woah. I took trash out by myself the whole time my ex was deployed, the whole time I was a single parent living on my own in Chicago, every time he was on a longer field exercise. Since when do I RELY on him to take it out!? I am completely capable!! Heck, when he was gone on a feild exercise, I managed to move almost ALL of our belongings from storage into the house ALONE in FIVE days! I signed for our housing Monday afternoon as he was on the road. By the time he got home Saturday morning, I had 80% of it already moved in and over half of it unpacked. He helped me move another 10% in that I hadn't gotten to yet or was too big for me to do alone (and didn't want to try to find someone else to "sucker" into helping me since he was gonna be back real soon), and the other 10% I had the government move in because it was too big for the truck... like the dressers and washer and dryer and big TV stand. If I could do all that on my own, why am I worried about him not being here to take out the trash!?