Just been down to the post box and picked up the post.
You know - when I was a kid and even into adulthood - getting post was nice. Letters always contained something interesting or awaited (even if it was a form or a brochure or something).
Nowadays, dealing with the post has become something of a chore. I find myself "processing" whatever comes in the mail.
I open everything and tear out the windows from the window envelope then I sort it into:
stuff that I actually want to look at/action (by far the smallest pile)
glossy paper for recycling (by far the biggest pile)
plain paper with not too much coloured print on it for shredding and composting
windows of the window envelopes go in the bin
plastic wrappers go in the plastic recycling
magazines and seed catalogues go in the bottom loo
So - six piles of stuff of which one small pile has any use