My house is officially a disaster

Over the course of the past few weeks my husband has been moving off the ship that he has been stationed on for the last four years. Even though he didn't have much in the way of storage space, it is amazing how much stuff he brought home! Did I mention that we live in a teeny tiny one bedroom apartment? So, there is no place to put all of this stuff. My house is normally pretty clean, at least decently picked up, and now I don't stand a chance. I guess this is the first stage of the disaster that comes before moving. The mess drives me crazy, but somehow I don't see it getting any better before we leave. I'm starting to just want to get moved and settled in Sicily and have this whole transition nonsense done with.