Here's something I'd never thought I'd say : I love my dish rack.
(that sound you're hearing is the feminist within me crying)
But, really. Living in a 350 square-foot studio apartment means you have to seriously love everything you own. Otherwise it's wasting precious space, and bringing you no joy in the process. I know a dish rack seems stupid and inconsequential. But, this dish rack is not only visible from every place in my 9 x 15 kitchen, but also from my bed. On the List of Things I See Every Morning (in order of appearance) it comes right after "pillowcase" and "alarm clock".
I lived with a cruddy little plastic piece for over a year. But, when I spotted this one made of wooden slatting, the simplicity and lightness of it really got me. There is something just kind of luxurious about natural materials - even when it's the cheap balsa wood used in Architecture 101 models and costs $6 at IKEA.
Anything that can make my least favorite chore even an iota more enjoyable deserves some recognition. Or at least a whole blog post.