Day 88, 95, 101: Getting a Driver’s License – 3 Strikes

They stay there for about 5 minutes, they come back, and say something along the lines of ‘we just spoke to immigration and they say you’re not eligible for a driver’s license. You have an I-797C and you need a plain I-797. Come back when you have that.’

Bold faced lie.

First of all, they need to let me know what direct dial extension they have to get through to immigration and get a question answered in 5 minutes. But really, they don’t have to bother, because there isn’t one. You can’t call USCIS that quickly, let alone even get an answer on a state-related law because they would have ZERO information about that.

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Day 90

Efrem and I hit our 90 day anniversary, so to speak. January 11, 2015 was the date of expiry on his K-1 visa stamped in his passport, our deadline for meeting USCIS’s terms for immigration.  Ninety days came and went before we could blink, which is why I can’t say enough, that it’s NOT a time frame […]

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Day 78 -79: Homeownership

When we finally got TO the closing, it became very clear why we really should’ve had a copy of the paperwork before hand. Error after error after error. First of all, the lawyer was trying to rush through the paperwork like he was selling me door-to-door life insurance. I quickly shut that down. He tried to rebut my request to slow down by saying that it was all “standard language,” but last I checked neither Efrem nor I were lawyers and there is nothing, absolutely nothing, standard about legal jargon.

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Days 64-65: AOS Paperwork and Crazy Doctors

My shouting resumed. I told her we were not paying them for procedures we didn’t ask for (or consent to) and the nurse, still spewing her heinous xenophobia and racism, keeps going on about how those procedures were required “if he wants to be in this country,” and that if we wanted our paperwork signed that’s what it would cost.

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Day 63: Back to School

We got to there and were directed to the international office. The lady was rather dry, but at least she had some pretty good news for us. Efrem could enroll as a freshman and avoid the entire issue of the transfer student confusion, and with his Visa status, would be eligible for an in-state tuition waiver!

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Day 49: I Now Pronounce You…

December 1, 2014: I Now Pronounce You… For it being the day that we legally became married, it was pretty uneventful and rather underwhelming. Not that we wanted it to be a big deal, it’s just funny to think about what we did on the day we got married. Everyone took their time getting up […]

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Day 42 – 48: First Thanksgiving/Meet The Family Pt. 2

November 24 – 30, 2014 The drive to Virginia Beach was just excruciatingly long. 15 hours in a full car where my dad essentially insisted on driving the entire time. I like car trips, but this one wasn’t all that interesting visually. On top of it, Efrem and I were trying to sort out filling […]

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Day 39: Obstacles to Getting Married

As we got closer to this weekend, it became pretty clear that he wasn’t going to perform the wedding ceremony. We could never get a definitive answer as to when he would be available, so both of us resolved to go forward with the courthouse wedding if by the time we got to Destin he hadn’t given us any feedback. We got to Destin, we hadn’t gotten any word from him, so we went to the county clerk’s office and filed for a marriage license with the intention of tying the knot after we got back from Thanksgiving break. I guess at the end of all of the back and forth with the Minister, he realized that he wasn’t comfortable with marrying two people who he didn’t know well and who hadn’t gone through his extensive counseling, which would be a fair sentiment if he hadn’t been well informed of our situation, well in advance.

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Day 37: House Hunting

By some fluke of looking for more information about a house that turned out to be well out of our price range, a realtor contacted me, and that became the moment where we finally decided to start the process of getting financial pre-approval to really begin the house hunt. We started getting listings sent to us and started narrowing them down to our top 5. His favorites were all move-in ready and further away, and mine were usually fixer-uppers that were more centrally located. There was one gem that popped up that may have met both of our needs—centrally located, stylistically what I wanted, with the space he wanted and essentially finished—but the day we went out to go see some houses, that gem was already under contract. The houses we were left seeing, left us at a deadlock, with my hating his choices and his hating my choices.

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