First there wasn't going to be any washing at our church tonight, then there was, then the Vicar-General was coming . . . with all the last-minute changes, and the Pope including a couple of girls in his celebration (obligatory not-that-there's-anything-wrong-with-that), I took the precaution of wearing tights so I could beg off if anyone got any ideas about including me.
There. I admit it.
(ETA: Turned out there was no chance of me being pulled in -- it was viri selecti, same as last year.)
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