Oy vey, I'm sorry. It would take a hell of a lot less than that to make me not ever leave the house again. In fact, it's something that I swear I'm going to do every night when I drag my ass home from work. (And consequently have to break that promise to myself the following morning. Augh.)

Anyhow. I hope sticking your head under a pillow until it all stops helps. It sometimes works for me.