Hazy, crazy daze

I got out of bed, but what on earth for?
An Amazon delivery at my door.
It's the only incentive I have these days
To stir me from a warm, snug duvet.

I fancy some breakfast, so help myself
To crisps and Kit-Kats on the top shelf.
I really should eat some fruit instead,
But remember the Mars bars by my bed.

Plait my hair or leave it in knots?
No clean knickers and no matching socks.
Watch the telly until midday..
I will clean and do laundry later, okay?