An embarrassment of notepads

I used to get them at conferences, stocking up each trip, prizing the vendors with the best paper or the smoothest-writing pens. Now random charities and real estate offices send the stuff, and the pens at conferences seem to be deliberately under-filled with ink, in order to save on weight or price point.  
But in a life where I don’t have to label stacks of papers to be returned, and I’m just as likely to grab a torn envelope for writing my shopping lists,  the pads accumulate… Drawers overflow with solicitous, gift-seeking, stationery, and yet I’m conditioned not to waste paper….