Since I started on my happy pills, I've had my various orange medicine bottles rattling around in the bottom of my big purse amongst the receipts, lip glosses and random assortment of trinkets. Every time I was ready to take my meds and I had to dig around in there for too long fishing for my bottles, I felt a bit like a crazy addict.
So I decided my drugs need a home. A nice safe little nook to live in, so they're all together in one place and easy for me to find.
And I had the perfect spot for them. A makeup bag that hasn't gotten any love in awhile.