Heavy sigh.
Ok, here’s the top three reasons why this weekend is going to top the charts as the worst ever:
I attended the memorial service for the CEO of my company today, a beloved man who died unexpectedly.
I’ll be going to the Securities and Exchange Commission (again) tomorrow, to testify again my former company.
My husband and I have separated, and I’m sleeping alone again tonight.
C’mon, top me! Someone must be having a worse weekend…
No, I can’t top that. Sorry to hear you’re having a shitty weekend, Blonde.
OK, so I’ve never done the {hugs} thing, especially in the Pit.
But since it seems you’re having a really bad weekend - and I’ve had plenty of those, even some that could perhaps top yours - I will say “so sorry to hear it” and hope that things get back on track for you. Sometimes all you can do is just ride this stuff out.
Remember to take care of yourself, Blond. And good luck on Monday.
That’s awful, Blonde – makes all the piddling little annoyances of my weekend seem even more petty. Any one of them would be hard to take, but to be carrying three such burdens at once? YEESH.
I can think of some people I’d wish a worse weekend on.
Hey, you are in Richardson, TX. Speaking from experience, I can say, unequivocally, that there is no reason a blonde woman in Richardson, TX should have to be sleeping alone…again… 
But on a serious note, that pretty much bites. Though the Pit is hardly the appropriate place, here ya go…
{hug}
Closed at the request of the OP.