My wife has slight ADHD, which has now kicked into major overdrive. It's barely noticeable usually. Now she's over the cliff.
Clothes must be removed entering the house and put in a hamper in the garage. Gloves and masks 100% required, even in my own car. Alcohol swabs? There's never a chance you'd need one since we are in hazmat gear anytime we exit the premises by 1 foot. She has not left the house in the last 3 days. There will be no touching. Can't get within 5 feet of her without her losing it. Every morning a lecture to me and the college kids about what we need to do and did wrong yesterday. Cause you know, college kids love the lectures about what they are doing wrong. Groceries sterilize 3 days in the garage, but as of today we have to order online. No more stores.
She's really smart. How she went down this road in the last week is sad. It's one thing to be smart. It's another to live in constant fear.
Trying to play along for the most part. But soon I'm gonna quarantine myself in the extra bedroom, put some medieval chain locks on the door, and get a full subscription to pornhub.