Stop tossing out the old pill bottle. Here are 12 ways to reuse it. Full article πŸ‘‡ πŸ’¬

Everyone has pill bottles lying around the house, but why are you letting them pile up? Worse β€” why are you tossing them?

These tiny little bottles are kidproof, waterproof, and their bright orange color also makes them easy to spot. Are you starting to see where we’re going with this?

These little bottles can actually be repurposed in a dozen ways to organize your life, and at the very least, make it a little bit easier. After reading this list, you’re going to wish you’d tried these tips and tricks sooner! Check it out and let us know what you think.Jewelry holder

Shower bottles

Make a portable sewing kit

Hide a key

Survival kit

Nail polish remover

Center pull for your yarn

Makeup holder

Purse trash can

Earbud container

A love Rx

Matchbox

Coin holder

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