You know your addicted when your husband finally gets a little free time on the weekend and asks what on the eternal list of home repair issues you would like him to take care of and you reply, "I need six more feet on the coop and a new high roost."
You know he loves you when he does that instead of the dozens of in-home repairs that he really wants to do!@!!
You know your addicted when you look forward to entering the backyard ( because all the girls come running to greet you) more than greeting your sons upon arrival from school (school sucks, I'm hungry and did I get any calls)
When you have in your home 1 husband, 3 teenage sons, their15 friends that are over daily, 1 dog ,a 5-person heavy metal band practicing in the basement, all while the TV is on loud enough to be heard over the band, and all YOU can hear is the new chicks peeping and growing in the living room - You ARE addicted