Arithmetic is not my strong point. If anyone read my blog yesterday you'll have figured out what I did, too late, that my figuring on the time difference was wrong, but my intentions are right on and they work. Now as ever, all I have to do is stick to it, be disciplined. It takes a a lot of discipline to be disciplined, and, like, every day. The thing is, it's hard to be disciplined in all directions at once.You win some, you lose some. You have to choose your priorities, and then you have to choose your uppermost priority and then try to stick to it. And then the sticking points sort of dissolve, or lose their stickum or something. What happens it that I start out strong and get a few things done, and then I sort of fold, spindle and mutilate, by mid-afternoon. I think it was Moss Hart, but it could have been any number of notorious late-sleepers, that nothing important happens before noon, so why get up? I, on the other hand, wish that nothing important happens between noon and three o'clock. After that, a semblance of discipline returns. What time are you going to get up tomorrow?