Windows to my soul

So the PTA asked for volunteers to clean the church today, it having recently been painted and the Holy Communion and Confirmation looming. As I have a child in both ceremonies, I thought I should offer an hour of my time, so after a morning watching Under 10 Gaelic and Soccer, I left the boys with GASP and headed up to the church. Only Mother Mary was present so I asked what she wanted me to do and she suggested I start with the windows. Thankfully she volunteered to take the stained glass while I took the clear panes of the entrances and Crying Room. Very soon The Galway Girl and Manolo Blahnik arrived and commenced the harder job of polishing the pews and hoovering underneath them. We got the chance to chat away and I asked then not to tell GASP that I had been spotted cleaning windows as I refused point blank to do so at home. I then went on to suggest that cleaning the church might be a form of confession in itself absolving one from one's previous sins. " Great" said Monolo but I hurriedly advised her that I had not included her as her misdemeanours were far too numerous!
A few minutes later and the sweat standing on us, Monolo mentioned that there was, of course, wine in the building, and how would it look if we happened to imbibe ( you see now why I was certain cleaning the church alone would not save her !) I remarked that I was not on the idea of the local rag having a headline suggesting "Local Communion Mothers Found Drunk in Church" and that I was not certain that the wine would be as good as the 6 bottles for €40 every Communion mother had bought this week in the local supermarket. I bid them farewell at this point, explaining that I had to go to The Mad Ones house to get the waistcoat to match youngest son's blazer for the Communion and I was nervous as the date was fast approaching. The Mad One was in great form after a recent junket to London and advised me that she had placed the waistcoat for "safekeeping"in her bedroom....two searches so far had proved futile ! She sent me on my way with the promise that the waistcoat would be with me tomorrow. I left empty handed, only to get a message from Monolo advising me that one of our two priests "T" (they are known affectionately as G&T) had arrived after I left and gave them "Bread and Wine" ....she'd say mass ! I texted her back reminding her that lying was a sin and yet again wondered just how clean the church would need to be before all her sins were forgiven!!!