Ibuprofen Is My Friend?

As I wandered through the kitchen this morning, I noticed something on the kitchen table that was mildly disturbing. It was a bottle of ibuprofen, the all purpose, non-prescription, pain killer and anti-inflammatory drug. It's not unusual to find all sorts of rubble on the kitchen table because it's kind of a magnet and collects the detritus of daily life with alarming regularity. However, it occurred to me that the reason the ibuprofen was sitting out there on the table, instead of in the drawer where it "belonged," was because it's used so frequently that we just don't bother putting it away.

You know you've reached a depressing stage in your life when your bottle of ibuprofen lives on the kitchen table... :-)