It's just past midnight. I've checked the hot water every hour and so far so good. I finally got a shower in, after watching the DRB meeting. Which brings me to the DRB meeting itself.
It was long and contentious. Several times I could've gone right through the tv at the town lawyer. He's such a little bitch! It was best all the way around that I didn't get there. As generally miserable as I've been, I just know I would've launched. Someone would've gotten my pocketbook over their head, I would've been arrested, it would've been bad.
Three hours of questions, innuendo and accusations later, the verdict came back. We won. The Shire is saved. People can move back. Though some have already moved elsewhere, and unfortunately a couple of them have had to go into a nursing home, our little Hobbiton lives on.
What a relief.
Sometimes, just sometimes, the good guys win.
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