Quest for the Illusive Gas Canister (and other stories)

Well, yesterday was full of thrills as we embarked on the great BBQ adventure known as The Quest for the Illusive Gas Canister (and other stories). With the promise of food ahead of us, we trundled off to Makro to get the BBQ in question - a green, gas-powered monstrosity that has lava rocks in it to keep the heat. Only after the BBQ had been lumped into the back of the small punto (believe me, i felt for that poor little car as the wheels sank into the arches) did it occur to us that we would need gas. So, away we headed in the general direction of the camping superstore, on the way to which we got lost, the other car following us dissappeared, then reappeared in front of us somehow, only to find it was closed. Bugger. Ok, next port of call - the neverending DIY vortex known as B&Q. It amuses me when i read the sign for the new B&Q, as it is called a 'mini warehouse'. Step inside it - theres nothing 'mini' about it!!! If you get lost in one of those aisles they'd have to call a Search and Rescue team with sniffer dogs to try and find you, and even then you only have a 10% chance of them finding you alive. So, we established that they had gas, and purchased said gas. THEN they asked us if the BBQ allowed that kind of gas. And guess what - it didnt. So then we had to buy a gas regulator. By this point it was pushing 4 o'clock and my stomach was rumbling. Whilst all this was happening i was merrily trundling along the paint aisle picking colours for my latest project (careful of course not to stray too far should i get lost and be forced to wander the DIY warehouse for eternity). I breathed a sigh of relief when we finally arrived home, only for it to turn into a snarl of agitation as we discovered the BBQ was flat packed and required building before we could eat. That was the straw that broke the camels back. I ignored the screaming pain of the absess in my mouth and ate half a box of Jaffa Cakes. So much for losing weight before Naidel comes home! We eventually ate around 6.30pm, and i was worth it in the end. I spent most of the evening on my latest creative project - painting little coloured squares on a big wooden storage box. Sounds easy, huh? Its not without masking tape. Trust me. I have the cramp in my hand to prove it.
Today has proved to be the usual crap - problem clients, masses of paperwork and sniping comments from Captain Sarcasm. The absess in my mouth isnt helping, but thankfully i have an appointment at the evil dentists tomorrow morning to get it fixed. So hopefully i will be all tickedy boo again soon.....hopefully.....