Fleas, dust, and hair OH MY!

Yes, I know, lame reference to the Wizard of Oz. I spent the past weekend attempting to de-flea my home. It wouldn't have been such a big deal if I were a better housekeeper. It would have been easy if the floors weren't carpeted in cat hair, mail, nintendos, socks, clothing, pillows, blankets, books, cats, people...!

So, the process goes like this. Its really very simple.
1. Vacuum all upholstered or carpeted surfaces.
2. Spray all surfaces with insecticide. (I could have done the fogger, but you had to turn off the pilot light, and I don't know how.)
3. Get all humans and felines out of the house.
4. When you return, powder cats.

Then, when despite your best efforts doesn't work, repeat in two weeks.

Well, after 2 days of vacuuming, I had the worst allergic reaction. I actually had to take off work due to a massive headache that sits in my neck and shoulders and wraps it's ugly spiky arms around the top of my head and digs its nails into my eyes. No medicine has helped. I believe I heard it laughing as I popped 2 ibuprofen earlier. I am however, in a vertical position today and at work for half the day. So things are looking up.

Unfortunately, the cats were scratching this morning and as B combed my white long-hair, I saw them practicing for their circus debut. Looks like next weekend is another round of Kristine-The-Exterminator/Wheezy-Sneezy-Whiny-Girl.