Blogger Guilt

Am I the only person who sometimes feels guilty for taking the time to blog?

I sit here clickety clacking away on my keyboard instead of:

1) Tickling my babies
2) Doing the laundry
3) Working out
4) Knitting, crocheting, sewing, etc.
5) Getting it on
6) Cleaning out my fridge
7) Going to the park
8) Doing my nails
9) Reading a book
10) Riding a burro across the country

Hmmm...

11) Staring at myself and berating myself in front of a mirror
12) Eating junk food
13) Feeling lonely and confined
14) Sticking tape on my cat's nose
15) Casting my words into the sea of soon-to-be-lost message board and/or chat posts

Indeed.

Would I be doing all of those things if I wasn't sitting here blogging right now?

I'm not making a dime off of this blog. And I really need to be spending my free (Ha! I make the time to blog!) time finding a way to earn bread*. I've been approaching blogging and online social networking like a job. I get up in the morning and set my kids up, then check and respond to email, make the blogging group rounds, make the blogging rounds, check Facebook and Twitter. Post here. Write there. I really enjoy it.

But is it a waste of my time?

Why are we drawn to things if they aren't supposed to serve some purpose in our lives? Then again, I was drawn to drinking and clubbing in my twenties and that didn't serve a purpose other than to age me prematurely. It was fun at the time, though.

Is blogging just another addiction? Or does it serve a higher purpose?

*To those born after 1969, bread=money