A Sloth On My Stay-Cation

I am on a little stay-cation. No plans. None. Melting into my chair, my eyes close. This is a napping house. We keep it dark for the TV advantage. It is easy to not know if it is day or night with our black-out curtains. I can go back to lull-a-bye land all day long if I want to. The glory of staying up all night or just way too late is, no one comes here. This sluggishness and sloth-like behavior is taking a toll. I am annoyed at my ability to watch six Andy Griffith shows back-to-back.