I'll join in. Currently hiding in the bath with a massive gin while DH referees the kids. My mum died suddenly in the weeks before lockdown so processing enormous emotions and confinement not going well.
I'm self employed in the events industry so that's erm, quiet 
I have made dinner approximately 867 times since March. I actually made dinner at 4.15 today just to get it over and done with 
I gave them all the death stare so no-one mentioned the time!
On my alone time today (which I'm lucky to have I know) I went for a bike ride. It chucked down with rain and my chain came off in such a fuckity way I couldn't get it back on so had to push my bike halfway home (at least that took longer) covered in oil.
I came over all earthy and made some bread this afternoon and cocked it up so it's got about as much rise as a flaccid penis and what a waste of flour and yeast!
I then broke my Fitbit.
When I get out of this bath my only plan is to put on my nightwear and collapse on the sofa with a bottle glass of wine as today is clearly not my day and I don't want to break anything else!
Lovely DH is going to sort kids and kitchen etc, I'm so grateful for a good partner. My absolute heart goes out to single and unsupported parents right now. Bloody hell you've got it tough 
Ooh that feels better! Thanks OP!