I can quit anytime I want to. Really.

If I truly had a problem, sure, I'd be the first to admit it in a Container-Store Anonymous meeting. But can you really fault me for believing in the power of ingeniously molded plastic to change my life?

Case in point: The Perfect Drill Case. My cordless drill came with a cheapo plastic briefcase. The tool was supposed to fit just so and there was a little niche where the screwdriver bits locked into place (but usually fell out except the one you needed, which was all but impossible to pry out). Whenever I opened the case, everything would spill willynilly including the sundries—pencil, tape measure, torpedo level, screws, anchors, razor-sharp hole saws (ouch)—indispensable to the simplest of drilling projects around the house. And, let's face it, life is too short to bother putting each and every bit back into its perfect little nook.

But this squat little case has changed all that. It consists of two components: a lift-out toolbox tray and the case itself, which has handles that swing up so you can tote it bucket-style. There's room for my cordless in the bottom plus a few odds and ends. Up top, I sort my bits in four lidded compartments: screwdriver bits, twist bits, countersinks, and, in one long bin, longer flat wood bits and wood augers.

OK, so call me an organizational addict. I might be screwed up, my screw bits are not.