My career path is now that of a domestic engineer.

Purging is my life.

I am going through an existential crisis in Los Angeles.

I go down for dusty baseboards.

I challenge any dirt to escape my wrath.

I have donated 17 giant garbage bags of clothes.

I am now a confirmed anti-retail therapist.

After cleaning out the pantry I think I may have a garbanzo bean obsession.

Tossing never opened food which has technically just expired is bone crushing.

I have a toilet paper and paper towel hoarding problem…a leftover pandemic fetish.

Wish I felt like partying. My liquor and wine stash runneth over.

My new motto is if you haven’t worn a piece of clothing or shoes in a year it’s time to kiss it goodbye.

I hope you can learn from my ultimately cathartic, squeaky clean journey?