Carpets and cat hair, don't let me breathe on you

So on Sunday, I got this bug up my ass to FINALLY use the carpet cleaner that we had borrowed from Jamie's folks a month ago. Jamie was out paintballing, and I decided it had to be done NOW. I moved all of the furniture into the dining room and then started picking up all of the toys that had been shoved under all of that furniture. 30 minutes later, Jamie walked in, he had no idea what he was in for. His eyes got big, then he went and put all his gear away, changed and came to where I was still picking up toys and all the other crap that was left on the floor. I promptly started crying, and he and Anna helped me finish up picking up everything, then he got out the vacuum cleaner, THEN he started the claning. OH MY GOD,it was disgusting. I am so very ashamed of the color of the water. 5 hours later, he finished. Yes, 5 hours. He is wonderful, I so totally am lucky and grateful for him. The next morning, I woke up sore, like deep in your bones sore, with a sore throat and a fever. So on that note, it may be a couple days before I update again, because I am probably out in the living room, watching Dora and being made "pretty" with Anna's crayons, while inhaling cat hair that Pooka insists on having me swallow as she tries to get oh so close whenever I am in that room.