Not the weekend I was hoping for :(

I was really looking forward to this weekend. It was my first 3 day weekend of the school year and promised to be a good one. NOT :(
Friday was a statewide in service day at school, it was one I was not required to work so yippee a day off. I planned on steam cleaning our carpets (I do this every 6 months) to get ready for new furniture in the near future. Friday was also the day we were suppose to close on our refi and get the money for the furniture. Well we didn't close :( We are suppose to on Monday or Tuesday, the loan docs. are at escrow. So that shot down our plans for Saturday...furniture shopping. I didn't want to shop for furniture until I had money in pocket. Oh well that's okay. Instead of shopping for furniture I took girlchild shopping for a new white shirt for her choir performance on Tues. talk about frustration. Girlchild couldn't not find what she was had in mind, when she did find something she liked it was not in her size. We finally found something she was happy with and went to the check out line. I next in line, had my item on the counter, the customer service guy looked at me and smiled, I proceeded to stand there for a while as I looked for my debit card while standing and waiting. The cashier was done with the person in front of me so I moved my item on the counter closer to him so he can scan it. He then looked at me and informed me that he is closed and to go to the next register! What?! I've been standing there for a while, he couldn't have mentioned that when I arrived? I even said so to him. Not in an angery way, I just stated the fact. I said exactly "Really?, I've been standing here at your register for several minutes and you couldn't have told me before now?" Then I turned to go to the next register where they already had 3 people ahead of me.grrrrr for cryin out loud I only had one item, he could'nt have checked me thru'? He had no sign or anything to indicate he was closing. Anyway, girlchild thought I was being mean. Fine that is her opinion but I wasn't being mean, just asked a resonable question. We went on home after that, the rest of the day was the usual Saturday of piles and piles of laundry. After the laundry I planned on coloring my hair. Way too much grey coming in. I usually color every 6 months or so. I use the same color and brand of color each time so I wouldn't look like I dye my hair cause my hair always looks the same. Guess what my hair turned out DARKER than usual!!!!!!!! I hate it! I don't know why it turned out so different. Now everyone can tell I colored my hair. I am not sure what to do about it now but I hate looking in the mirror. To top off the weekend I did the most bone headed thing ever. I was making popcorn the old fashioned way, on the stove top (my electric popper died) when to popcorn was done I for some reason moved the hot pot onto the counter. I have no idea where my head was maybe side tracked by my ugly hair I don't know. Anyway you can guess what happened, yup I scorched my counter!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am just sick about it. I have never never ever done that before. I have always moved hot pots to another space on the stove. I have no idea what came over me. Well now my ugly hair now has company in my ugly counter top.
Not the weekend I was looking forward too.