valarltd | Why don't I have a Firefly Icon?

I've had a Mal sort of day.
The kind that ends with half your crew in the infirmary, you hitting "so stressed I don't care any more" and possibly the Alliance on your tail.

Wellll, maybe not the latter in my case.

So I get up, sew buttons back on my shirt, and take Bun to band practice. None of the locations I need to visit are open, so I go home. My modem isn't working so I write about 400 words on "Emeralds" and eat a bowl of Cocoa Krispies (generic). This is almost the last good thing that will happen for the next 8 hours.

I go to the bank to talk to Delia about a home equity loan. She won't be in until 11. I marshall the troops and we get the van loaded with cans for recycling. Recycling center is closed this week. I pick up Bun. I go by the local "We buy games and DVDs" shop. They aren't buying DVDs.

I talk to Delia at the bank, and she needs more info.

I go home, get the info, almost forget my lunch twice and am just ready to call out "Stressed."

I go to the library, bump into

dragonpurr and get a hug. This IS the last good thing that will happen for the next 5 hours.

I look up recycling companies, and call them on my way to work. No joy, not in the 3 I call.

I go to work 30 minutes early so i can take an hour lunch, and find a recycling place, open and near by.

On my dinner break, I take the cans for recycling.

So there it is. We're all alive, we got some money, and we're still flying. It was a good day.