Geriatrics Here I Come

My 40th birthday is on the horizon. I'm looking forward to being "over the hill" despite the fact that I don't consider 40 to be the halfway point. But here's a look at my first truly geriatric present: a daily pill container. In PURPLE! Totally excited.

Why?

Since my youngest is a whopping 3 months old, my memory is shot. I can only focus on so many things and the number is lower than pre-baby. Now I won't have to guess if I took my pills--which is pretty much what I do every day right now.

And it's purple! Who doesn't like purple? I mean other than my toddler.