We looked for my boyfriend's freshly washed pants in our tiny apartment for 10 minutes, where could they be? Then we realized we were both so frazzled that we hadn't even retrieved our stuff from the communal laundry room. So rude! I went upstairs quickly to get it, only to find it in two neatly folded stacks. I looked at the pile of someone else's forgotten laundry on the floor and wondered what I had done to be so lucky.

So thanks for not throwing our clothes on the floor, and thanks for taking the time to keep it wrinkle free. Your thoughtfulness is much appreciated. —Forgetful in the South End