6:16pm, apartment, Chandler, Arizona, Monday evening, February 14, 2022, Valentine’s Day. Two tuna salad sandwiches leftover from yesterday was Valentine’s dinner this evening. Not very glamorous, but still pretty delicious. I was extra hungry by the time I ate because a nurse on the night shift needed help setting up patient transports. I spent an hour walking her through it over the phone. After that things quieted down. Now I am on the couch watching a show before bed. I am so glad the day is over. There was a lot of anxiety in the office this afternoon. Not for any particular reason, everyone is just exhausted from constant change, myself included.