Quiet Time in a Hotel

I am sitting in a beautiful room in the San Francisco Westin hotel. My hubby is at the Stanford football game and he had a ticket for me. And even though I am retired and have time at home, there is something about the quiet of a nice hotel room that appealed to me. At home, there is this chore or that project looking at me. Here I can just sit at this pretty desk, type on my laptop, surf the web, watch silly television shows, stretch out on a comfy bed and relax in the quiet. I have a glass of wine with me and it is sheer bliss. There is a station on the telly that is just the sight and sounds of nature. A sunset in Hawaii, a stream in the snow, butterflies on a bush. It is a digital station and the picture and color are breathtaking. I am just going to watch it tonight to go to sleep. How I wish I had that station at home.