When I'm exceptionally down in the dumps (thankfully rarely) or every single thing seems to be going wrong (frequently), I shut everything else out, head to my bedroom (my retreat) and read either Enid Blyton books (!), C.S. Lewis or Laura Ingalls Wilder...with a few of my favourite snacks as accompaniment. If the phone is ringing or someone's at the door, it is ignored. If I feel like watching something during these times, it will be "Bewitched" or "Lost In Space". I go retro and regress into childhood again! Wish I was back in those days....