Built by someone who lost the drill.

It started with a fourth tape measure. Bought, carried home, and set down next to the three I already owned — all of them suddenly, smugly visible on the shelf.

I tried the spreadsheets. I tried the label makers. They all failed the same way: keeping them up to date was a chore, and chores lose to gravity. The only inventory that survives real life is one you can update while your hands are full of boxes — by talking, or by pointing a camera.

So that’s what I built. One recurring horror of buying things twice, and one rule for every feature: it has to be easier than not doing it.