Meeting Peter at the Pearly Gates...

I just know that when I die and go to meet my Maker that the doorman...St. Peter will be there and of course, I'll have to give an accounting of my acts on this earth.

First of all, I know that there will be plenty of conversation about how many trees I killed in my work-life process by me having, lets call them, issues, with copier paper and instructions. Which way does it feed into the machine, and when you lay it on the glass, will it copy upside down or front to back or WHATEVER!!!! I didn't mean to be totally responsible for the decimation of the rain forest...but, I certainly have done my share of goofs.

Keys...if Pete hands me keys I'm pretty sure that it will be a sign that  I should have packed for a...let's call it an eternally warmer climate. Hell on earth for me has been managing keys. Which key code in what lock for which company? Will it work after the salt air has its way for 3 months?  I have a key ring that looks like the jailer at the state pen for goodness sake.

I'm hoping Peter will hand me a GPS upon arrival. This invention alone I consider to be Divine Intervention on the Maker's part for saving this Map Dyslexic REALTOR  from more years of earth-agony and being lost in "high police presence neighborhoods. "

Currently I am updating passwords and profiles online because we are undergoing a business name change. My huge Roladex is here on my desk along side of pages and pages of websites and codes. OMG...what if there is a login and password access to Heaven???? If so, I'm sure that it is in this desk-mess on some scrap of paper, if I can only get Excell to alphabetize that first column! When this project is over, maybe finally all the information will be in one place....or is that too much to hope for?

Meanwhile, as I struggle through this project....I keep thinking about that mansion in the sky...with the economy in the hopper and builders building smaller houses, at least we have that to look forward to...I want mine....waterfront, boathouse equipped with a very large sail boat...and a toyboy in a small Speedo....

.....we can dream can't we;) LOL