Who the hell puts a diamond necklace in a time capsule??? And this story line is dragging!

Okay, I’ve tried to be patient with this storyline but we’ve crossed into full absurdity. Who, and I cannot stress this enough, puts a literal diamond necklace in a damn time capsule? Not a letter, not a baby rattle, not a crusty old Horton recipe card. A whole ass necklace. Like… make it make sense.

And now we’ve been sitting through weeks of this. Julie pulls it out like she just found the Holy Grail, and instead of locking it up or, I don’t know, putting it around her neck and guarding it like a raccoon with a shiny object, it goes missing. Shocker.

And while we’re at it, why can’t Julie forgive Doug the Third? I mean, this woman has had more dramatic turns than a revolving door at the Salem Inn. Love triangles, scheming, stolen kisses, and the occasional blackmail, and now she’s acting like she would never make a bad choice under pressure? Girl, please.

Honestly I don’t know what’s more unrealistic, the fact that the necklace was just casually chillin’ underground all these years or the idea that we’re going to drag this story into CHRISTMAS!!

TLDR: Give Julie back her grandma’s diamonds, pour her a martini, and let’s all move on with our lives.