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Well, The Husband finished his Psychiatry unit right before break, so we now have a totally unofficial diagnosis for The Toddler:  Cyclothymic with a conversion disorder.

This diagnosis could apply to all toddlers, in fact.

We’re also pretty convinced our former tenants had some sort of personality disorder, perhaps paranoid.

For the sake of marital harmony, The Husband declined to diagnose me.  I always knew he was a smart one.