I was awake at 3 a.m. again this morning.  It seems my body hasn’t figured out what time zone it’s in just yet.  Waking early does has one advantage–I had three loads of laundry done before 6 a.m.  Wayne (who seems to be suffering from the same problem), Bogie, and I were finished with our morning walk by 7 a.m. and we still had the entire day stretching out before us.  This afternoon I’m packing my bags again for a quick business trip to NY.  Does anyone remember what time zone that’s in?