Thoughts on the DH Finale

So I watched the Desperate Housewives finale.  

My relationship with this show this season has been a bit of a roller coaster.  I started off cautiously optimistic and quickly descended to furious.  That diverged into a long period of being vaguely depressed and nauseated whenever I read spoilers, and then something amazing happened.  I read the spoiler that Porter was going to impregnate Julie, and it was the straw that broke the camel's back.  Basically, it finally clicked that this show had become so ridiculously stupid that it was not worth wasting any more emotional energy on.

It was freedom.  

I spent the rest of the season still reading spoilers just to keep up with what was going on.  I had already decided that I'd watch the final episode since I no longer really cared.  I won't lie, though, I was definitely happy to hear that Tom finally dumped Jane and that he and Lynette would reunite in the finale.  It remained whatever smidgen of trepidation that might have remained.  

The most interesting thing, I think, is that this is probably the most objective review of this show I'll ever give.  A lack the emotional attachment does great things for removing a bias.  So here we go.