Gah. Judging is so vicious and awful. Who sez Hubs gets to look at you with disappointed eyes because you don’t want to leap out of bed and start scrubbing floors or WTF-ever it is that HE wants to do? Why isn’t being the incredibly creative artist that you are equal to exercising or jumping out of airplanes? And who SAYS it ISN’T?? Do what you need to do, be who you are, all of which is plenty and more, says your friend over here. And those others? Eff ‘em.