"You need to get a hobby!"

If you're a fan of The Housewives of New York like I am, you know that's what Bethenny told Jill in a bitchy voicemail, which pretty much solidified the end of their friendship. The former BFFs are dunzo. I know I've praised Bethenny in the past (take this post for example), but I'm Team Jill on this one. Telling someone they "need to get a hobby?" Ouuuch.

Speaking of hobbies, when I went to get my taxes done at H&R Block this weekend, the girl helping me called my blog a *gasp* HOBBY. A hobby? "Well, do you make a profit from it?" No. "Then it's a hobby!" (Silent cry.) Since when did hobbies take so much WORK? Collecting stamps is a hobby. Don't get me wrong, I love the bloggy-blog. It's fun and it gives me daily structure and a sense of purpose, AND I get to interact with super-cool readers like YOU. But...but...a hobby? I'm still having a hard time embracing that term.

Tax time for freelancers can be quite a nightmare (it was for me, but I can't even go there right now), and this unintentional slap in the face did not help matters anyway. The blog is a labor of love I suppose, but you better believe I reassured tax girl that next year I'd come back with a lot more than just a HOBBY to discuss!

And actually, I realized that I don't think I have any hobbies. Working out doesn't count, does it? Tell me: What are your hobbies? Is it weird that I don't have any? I'll just tack that onto my neverending To-Do list: GET.A.HOBBY. Right.