Every now and then there is a television series that will come along to leave a lasting impression on a person. For every horrendous flop — Animal Practice, The Playboy Club – there is a substantial success — The Office, 30 Rock — and for me, Desperate Housewives was one such achievement.
Ah, how I miss that show. You see, the problem with quality television programs is that people get attached, and when those shows end, it can be heartbreaking. Quite frankly, I’m still going through withdrawals. But surely I can’t be the only one — can I?
Folks, there is something missing in my life. No, it’s not a loving girlfriend or a new Lamborghini – although I don’t seem to have either one of those things. Whew, my life blows. Anyway, my Sunday evenings are now incomplete without those damn Desperate Housewives. Try as I might, I just cannot seem to find a show to take its place. I tried Revenge. Eh. I gave Nashville a chance. Blah. So far, the only show that’s become appointment television for me is Arrow — but that’s a different kind of series, one involving action and intrigue to please the comic book nerd in me as opposed to backstabbing shenanigans and baby mama drama.
I need my weekly dose of drama, people. I likes my drama.
Desperate Housewives had all of that and more. It was the one water cooler show that my mother and I could talk about the day after it aired. My dad and I have basketball. My mother and I had Desperate Housewives. Those broads had issues.and they helped me forget some of my own……such as not having a loving girlfriend or new Lamborghini, but I digress.
The show ended back in May, but I am still mourning its farewell. Don’t get it twisted — it was definitely past its prime. Storylines were being repeated, things were becoming convoluted and even the main four housewives — Susan, Lynette, Gabrielle and Bree — were starting to look a little worse for the wear. Hey, I’m just keeping it real.
Still, I certainly didn’t comprehend the amount of grief I’d feel when the show ended. It was like someone took my favorite book away from me. When you get invested in a show like I do, the characters start to become your friends. You feel like you know them.
Okay, I know how that sounded. I swear I’ve taken my medication today. I’m not crazy although my psychiatrist would probably beg to differ. I’m just saying that I feel as if there is a hole in my heart that simply cannot be filled. To that end, I’m going to need ABC to come up with a solution because none of their other fare is doing it for me at the moment. In fact, I just realized that I don’t even watch the network anymore. I like Castle but I usually watch that On Demand.
I’m man enough to admit that I own all eight seasons of Desperate Housewives on DVD. They sit on a bookshelf next to my collection of Showtime’s Dexter. Re-watching old episodes helps, but well, it just isn’t the same. I suppose the solution is to just get over it. However, in order to do that, I need to find a worthy replacement.
So, I ask of you, dear TV watchers (and junkies), what should I watch to fill the void? Should I give Revenge another chance or should I just accept the fact that my beloved show is over? I’ll have to live with knowing that Susan never remarried after Mike was shot in cold blood. I’ll have to deal with not getting any kind of resolution to Gabrielle giving up her biological daughter. Darn.
Truth hurts, eh?