There are so many things I love. My dog, my husband, my unborn child, and of course a plethora of bad, bad TV shows. You know I had to go and make it superficial, ha! Mike and I were just lamenting over the end of Breaking Bad. We watched seasons one and two over an entire summer. It was epic TV binging filled with lots of Lou Malnati’s pizza and IPA’s. Sigh, memories. We were saying how so much rides on that last season of a TV show. For example, we both loved the Office for so long, but in its final season, when all that Jim and Pam crap (you know, like their marriage was really in jeopardy), we thought they were losing it. But somehow they pulled it together and that last episode was everything perfect about the good ol’ Office that we knew and loved. It is like this, you invest so much time with a show that after a certain point there is no turning back. You just can’t stop watching. I mean, I guess you could, but there is always that little nagging voice inside that wants to know what happens. I have invested soooo …

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