Working for two separate parishes in the same diocese for Christmas and Easter is not easy. Easter is especially more difficult for the Catholic Church because we really take Lent seriously. This is not to disparage Protestant beliefs at all, though. I was raised Protestant, so I feel qualified in this instance to say so. Angela, having experienced both sides would likely agree if her family joined in the Lenten festivities as I suspect they might have. Just take a look at the list of things we do:
- Fat Tuesday- eat all your delicious goodies now, because forty days is going to feel like eternity.
- Ash Wednesday- proclaim your Christianity with ash on your head day; by the way this is a fast day so remember not to eat.
- Fridays- remember all those delicious things you like to eat that come from animals? Not today. You can come to the fish fries though, because fish don't count for some reason. As long as you're here, stay for the stations of the cross too!
- Rites for RCIA candidates and catechumen (yep, that's happening!)
- Confirmation for the high school crowd; we put children first.
- Palm Sunday- get free stuff day (namely a palm).
- Holy Thursday- Jesus died
- Good Friday- Jesus is still dead, so let's get fasting!
- Easter Vigil (Saturday)- Jesus is alive! And guess what? Everyone gets confirmed/baptized who went through RCIA. Woo!
- Easter Sunday- Do I really need to explain this? Don't forget to check for rogue eggs.
So being as I have a lot of stuff I need to prepare for during this time, I've become really, really, really, really absent-minded. This is extremely emphasized by the story I am coming to the point with. Yesterday, twice, I locked my keys in the car. The first time was when I accidentally left them in my coat pocket when I spontaneously decided it was warm enough to discard my coat and leave it in the car. The second time, I left them in the ignition for some reason. Both of these times, I happened to have my spare key on me and was able to get in anyway, however, I was irritated with myself for not paying close enough attention to what I was doing and for also doing it twice in the same day. Then today, I was picking up a package for one of the churches and spontaneously decided to discard my coat in the car again. I likewise decided not to take the thing that has my spare keys in it because, "I [was] only going in for a minute." This proved to be a mistake. Moments ago, recounting the fact that I had locked my keys in the ignition, I made a mental note to take the keys out of the ignition and put them (you guessed it) in my coat pocket. I had planned to leave my cell phone in the car too, but since I shut the door too quickly after I tossed my coat in, I decided not to bother. By the time I realized I had locked my keys in the car, it was too late to do anything about it. I also didn't have my spare, so I ended up having to call the police. I think if they knew this was the third time I had done it in 24 hours, they might have left me to suffer. Honestly, I will be happy when Easter comes. Maybe I'll regain some sanity then. Four more days!