Blogging Addiction?

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Well, that's a relief! I thought it was much worse than that. 62%. I can handle that. I knew I didn't need a 12-step blogging addiction program, contrary to what my hubby may think.

Thanks to A Nut in A Nutshell and The Adams Family for sharing their addictions, which, I must say are WAY worse than mine. :-)

62%How Addicted to Blogging Are You?

Comments

Sandy said…
Oh man! I need help!
January 20, 2009 at 10:27 AM
Roxy said…
I'm so PROUD of you!! GREAT JOb on the exercising!! I'm not a morning person at all...and I need others to help keep me accountable...thus the aerobics classes. Loved your not me monday post...those are great...gonna check out how addicted I am...62% not bad...
January 20, 2009 at 12:46 PM
Three Js said…
I only scored 45% so I am doing okay :-)
January 20, 2009 at 3:27 PM
Anonymous said…
You seriously need to step it up! Come on, girl, you can do it!!!
January 20, 2009 at 4:29 PM
Anonymous said…
Oh man, I'm 89%!!!
January 20, 2009 at 5:18 PM
Country Mouse, City Mouse said…
I was surprised with my number as well!!
January 20, 2009 at 6:47 PM
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