Did not want to get up.

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It wasn't the pain. I am used to it, and it is on the milder side today.  Not always as good as that might seem.  More severe pain gives me more of a springboard from which to get a stronger start.  That wasn't it today.  Part of it was hunger.  Far too early to eat, I often try to sleep through it if I can.  But more, I have been able to sleep longer lately, and wanted to sleep longer.  It is nearly forty outside.  That, or better feeding, perhaps other things, are reducing the need for sleep.

I think, by brute force, I was able to sleep almost six or seven hours.  Sleep?  No, stay down.  I probably got in slightly more than four or five hours of sleep.  What almost seems worse, is that for as aggravated as I am about the shortened sleep, I am very well awake, rather aware, comfortably and ably conscious is how I refer to it when focused.  It's, when it occurred, what led me to engineering school.  This sort of focus capacity is what will save or destroy the mundane world.

Meant to be positively creative, and would be save for sin and choice.  Not all men, and pretty much no women swim here no matter their IQ.  It isn't of their design.  It is for sons.  Only.  Though it also isn't IQ based.  I have seen men with lower IQ but with higher demand and a choice between hide and thought prove IQ to be... well... academic.  And, of course, the doers over thinkers... at the very least in worldly function.  The contemplative has it's place, but without action it is as dead as faith without works.  But all action?  Ask any good wife and mother.  She almost knows nothing else.  If so, her selflessness truly makes her among the most blessed.  All simply from doing.  Yes, I do disagree with doctors of the church on this... if too, it shouldn't be exalted or she will demand her due and destroy her value, as the West has learned.  Actually, by church luminaries making such claims... possibly part of the problem there.  The head crowned by it's own hands is bound for the guillotine.  Amen.

What?  Just thinking out loud.

Tea, for now.  The ducks were watered before 8:00 and checked.  All looks good.  Fresh water this evening and left out.  The girls will be tended.  I have relented regarding canned food.  Two will be split out for them most days.  I think as it warms they need more food.  When Sam, the house marm, begs, I trust it as need not want.

I am hoping to work today.  I really am hoping.  With cognitive up?  It takes several steps beyond that.  If that means the possible is available.  The engine, oil, gas, drive, are all there.  It still takes some planning, assembly, application to get it done.  I sure hope so.  Later.