Once when my heart ws broken into a millions pieces, I cried so hard I thought I'd die. A good friend told me to put my hand on my heart and feel it beating. She said even a broken heart still beats and some day it will beat a little faster for some one who deserves it....
The she told me to get down on my hands and knees and scrub my kitchen floor. I asked why and she said just do it and call me back when you're done.
So I did it. I scrubbed and cried into the water.....
I called her back and said, "What did that do? Now I am still sad but I'm tired and my knees hurt."
She said, "It didn't fix your heart, but it tired your body so you can sleep, it reminded you that other body parts are still with you even when they hurt and besides now you've got a clean floor!"
A very wise woman sadly missed.
Forget shopping it'll only create debt. Go scrub your kitchen floor.