three’s a crowd

My fiancé and I are stuck in isolation with my obnoxious mother and two cats. They don't have a common language—my fiancé and mother that is, not the cats. She keeps expressing disgust over our excessive clinginess, which is a direct result of all the stress we are going through and has turned out to be our only refuge except for maybe all the beer we've hoarded. We had just escaped from another continent and my fiancé's parents on the last flights, and now we're stuck dealing with my mother who's getting crazier and crazier every isolated day that passes. Not to mention that my fiancé's parents are still harassing us over the phone since they're unable to follow us now that everything has shut down, so I guess we have that going for us.