It looks like we're moving ahead with our next step in our application for Alex's service dog. They'll be coming by for a home visit this week.
We're having a little bit of a "high school study date" reaction. We want to look like ourselves but the nicest, tidiest version thereof. But not obviously tidied so that they wonder what we're hiding.
I'm excited about moving forward and a little nervous about putting myself out there to be judged. I keep telling myself they're probably just wanting to confirm that the house is large enough to accommodate the dog and that we're not obvious psychos. I know I'm working myself up over nothing.
But I think I'll go straighten up the bookshelves, just in case.