I have been home since March 9th. Am I close to breaking? Not really, I guess. I am still working from home - work has been busy as we have had to furlough some and negotiate paycuts with everyone who remains, which is depressing, considering we were on track to have one of our best years. (I am in a leadership position and see numbers, so this is not second hand information).
I get along well with my husband, we have plenty of space and really no financial worries, so we are fortunate.
However, not being able to see our mothers or other family members or knowing when we can get back to any type of normalcy is stressful. We have been eating 100% at home - not even takeout. At one point, after picking my husband up from Italy on March 9th, I did not leave the house at all for 18 days. I did not meet him in Italy as planned. Yes, even though I can work from home, I miss the freedom to go to the office, get a haircut or a pedicure, browse for groceries, go to the mall. For the record, I live in GA and I guess I can do those two things - but now is definitely not the time, in my opinion. First world problems, I know. But as each week goes on I realistically know that it will be harder and harder to emerge from this. We had plans to transition into the next stage of our life - that is on hold probably. That is a lot to digest.
I also turned 50 on April 18th - never would have imagined it would have been under the current situation.
So, I am thankful and fairly miserable simultaneously.
ETA: I am an introvert. Interacting at work and with my few close friends takes a lot of my energy - but I am at the point of wanting some normal social interaction.