There’s been a lot of buzz around Marie Kondo’s Netflix series, “Tidying Up,” lately. Two years ago I tried her method when I was ghosted by a guy who I had just brought home to meet my family over the holidays. The last time I saw him was on my birthday. That’s right. He peaced out on me on my birthday, which is the day after Christmas. It’s already such a crappy time of year to be born (so much, in fact, that I wrote a song called “Jesus Steals My Thunder.”) It just made that birthday so much worse.