Slowly going batshit insane.
I'm working from home for an organization that's involved in COVID-19 testing, so I'm busy all day during the week and into the weekend... although not particularly efficiently. Never realized how much of my job involves pestering coworkers and managers in person until they comply. The workdays are incredibly long, endless, and frustrating. When I'm not working, I'm exhausted. I wake up in the middle of the night worrying that I've forgotten some piddly detail that's going to mess up the COVID research project, and can't go back to sleep.
I hear people talking about all the down time they have nowadays to binge watch Netflix etc., and I'm struggling to find any meaningfully useful blocks of free time. It took me four days to watch all of "Once Upon a Time in Hollywood" in little 15-20 minute chunks.
For various reasons, I'm also at a higher risk for complications from COVID-19 and that's got me at Howard Hughes levels of paranoia. Not really keen on the idea of working my ass off for weeks on end, then dying alone in a makeshift hospital tent. Fuck that.
Quite worried about some family members who are especially vulnerable (Alzheimers, lung issues). It's probable I'll never see some of them again.
Needless to say I'm driving my wife crazy with my doom and gloom. It's not a happy time in the Tralfaz home.