Stress. Truth time. I know where a lot of mine comes from... Piles of stuff surrounding me. Some of this is my fault. Some of it is lack of storage.
Wait. If we don't have the storage, or place to keep things, we shouldn't have the things, so we're back to me... or at least the people here who are managed, taught, and raised by me. Phew. More stress.

It doesn't help that I have 2 desks, which allows 2 growing stacks, and moving piles from one place to the next.
I was recently very much enjoyed reading a book entitled Going Dutch by Katie Fforde, in which one of the heroines, Jo, deals with things similarly, so she provided a little insight...
She said she didn't like to clear things up, because it required decisions and she didn't like making them. Her answer, at that moment in the book, was to grab a ribbon and put it around a pile of papers to make them look like they 'needed to be there.'
Not only does dealing with paperwork require decisions, it requires follow-through... like filing. When things get into files, they feel well-taken care of, and forever it seems.

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Junk mail that didn't go straight to recycle and was pulled out of the desk pile |
I have done a pretty good job in cutting my prior piling problem by throwing away most junk mail as it arrives. Instead of keeping odd catalogs I might want to look through, to keep the clutter and temptation reduced, the catalogs go directly to recycle. (Some sneak through the system.)
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The ever-growing pile of printed recipes and often-used cookbooks that don't go back in place because the shelf is a bit out of reach |
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Mugs and such overflowing their shelves as people contribute their own personal additions |
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Extra mattress we use for guests that has no other home. :( |