Yesterday, George and I became the legal guardians of 3 little girls, ages 4,5 & 8 years. Knowing the 5 year old needed her shots and dental appointment prior to being admitted into kindergarten, I was proactive and set all her medical appointments a week prior to their arrival. I moved Dorian's room to what was once our guest room, took the furniture out the guest room (it still sits in my sitting room up against a wall) and moved in the three beds into Dorian's old room. They each have one pair of shoes (that are just about worn), and all of their clothes were filthy. I know it's only been one day, but I am buried in little pink socks and dresses that all need washing and matching to the right little girl. This morning we were running behind (as it's gonna take time to get used to having to get three extra people dressed and ready each day), and I mixed up the clothes. There were little bodies lying on the floor attempting to wiggle their way into pants that were too tight, and others walking around with pants falling off asking me where is a belt. My new haircut requires that I take time to actually comb my hair, but somehow I think I'm going to have to return to curls or braids or something that requires less of my attention. I started classes on Monday (thank God they're online courses), however with no financial aid yet, and three extra children who require my time, energy and money I just may have to drop these classes and add them back into my schedule next summer. That would leave me starting classes in 8 weeks instead of this past Monday. It pushes me back an extra two months from my degree at the end of next summer, but it's just 8 weeks, and these girls need my attention.
George called this morning with his usual friendly banter, but with three little girls still at home (my goal is to have all of their paperwork and shots taken care of to start school on Monday next week), I was in no mood to be harassed. He quickly asked if I was mad at him, then I reminded him I was in the middle of getting the girls settled in...alone. I imagine over the next 6-8 weeks the girls should be settled, as well as the rest of us, and we'll get back to being the Joneses as usual...what ever that means!
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