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Wills, medical & financial powers of attorney, and similar estate documents make superlative evidence for the I-751, and they're even more crucial to have in "life."

There you go. Take the long view regarding self-protection.

This would be a first on VisaJourney. Please be specific as to what you did -- whom you wrote/called, and when, and what was said. Oh, and congratulations!

I fully concur with E & J. Ready to cheer when you report success.

I wish that more people wrote reviews as clearly and thoroughly as yours. Very complete and informative. Not that you need advice about Removing Conditions, but for the benefit of others: Regarding your shared life together, take all physical evidence that comes in, and throw it into a box. Create a computer folder for online evidence. By the time ROC comes around, you'll have so much evidence over time that you'll possibly also have the high-class problem of deciding what not to include with your I-751. In addition: Wills, medical & financial powers of attorney, and similar estate documents make superlative evidence for ROC, and they're even more crucial to have in "life." If your state (like Texas) has templates officially available online, that's one option for drafting your documents; if not, find a lawyer to draft them. Finally, remember that if you move from one U.S. state to another, your wills may need to be redone in order to conform with state-specific protocols and language. Now, down off soapbox!

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Scintillating Friday repartee, yawn man. ----- Thrilling Friday report, see man: We done did it, see below man. --- We forgot to mention that we added a bunch of small items onto NextDoor before Thurs-on-Fri bedtime, add we man. --- Awoke far before alarm but after Bro G. Walmarting time, we man. However, this enabled us to meet client at Mama T-B.'s place for delinquent $Many, financially savvy we man. This was "get out of Dodge or make Mama T-B. aysheep" day, si man. We knew that we could do it, goal attainable man. Mostly piles of random, irritating little poop on the floor, what to do with it man. We decided to be brutal and out-throw most of it, ultimately effective man. Salvation Army showed up unannounced, directly at door, without security check-in, no follow directions they men man. It didn't matter, front office knew man. We pointed out what to take, see man. They set it in the hallway and dealt with it without bugging us, fine with us man. So that out-cleared much space, clear mission remaining for we man man. Last free lunch was sit-down, nowhere else to ingest it man. It was a chicken club sandwich, meatball soup, tater tots, & sugar-free chocolate ice cream, ingest we man. It was average but satisfying, conclude we man. And free, best part man. While we were away from phone, someone texted us about a NextDoor item, text she man we man man. She asked if we would be there at 2 p.m., ask she man. We replied, "Probably, si man, but can you show up earlier, huh man?", si man. No response, no man. Young chica had been shopping with young son and showed up right at 2, show she man. We were literally one more downstairs trip away from turning in the keys, that close man. Chica gave us $Many, si man. We gave her the purchased item plus miscellaneous household/vitamin stuff for free, clean floor we man. She texted us later to tell us that she'll use all of it, appreciative she man. We took one more flatbed load of small stuff to the very full T-B.-mobile, si man. It was over Many00 F. outside, too, perspirational we man. We returned to Mama T-B.'s crib and made one more sweep of the place, sweep we man. We out-threw the last stray items, took garbage with us, and locked door for last time, end-of-era man. We binned garbage and turned in keys to nice receptionist, very supportive to us throughout man. Vacating process is thankfully informal, no walk-through required man. The time was half-of-half till Many (2+1) p.m., noted we man man. Director & Assistant had just gone into a meeting, no chance to thank them for everything man. We said goodbye to receptionist and left, bye we man. (Uncle T-B. still lives there, but we up-pick him directly from his back door, no front-office interaction man.) We are unsure how we felt about all this, then and at this writing man. We entered the packed, boiling-hot T-B.-mobile for donation run, already in trunk from previously man. Afterward, went to never-used storage place, turn in unused keys we man. Managerette listened to our story and sympathized with Mama T-B.'s financial anguish about it, si man. Managerette will try on Monday to seek an adju$tment, no guarantee but fingers crossed man. Any such relief will keep Mama T-B. from going aysheep, poor Mama T-B. in anguish man. Ex-Mrs.-T-B. had been far out of town accompanying an amiga on a project, remote ex-she man man. She asked us to check on Mini-B.'s hunger status, check we man. We were completely exhausted and probably smelled like a decaying moose, fragrant we man. Mini-B. was OK for then, si man. Returned to casa and emptied packed T-B.-mobile, laundry room now inundated with bags/boxes man. Serviced demanding miu, Where's My Miu-Lunch/Treats/Love huh Daddy man. Sat under ceiling fan, some relief man. Got call from Mini-B. regarding hunger, time to service wee man we man man. Showered and got Subway* to take to ex-Mrs.-T-B.'s casa for din-din, ingest Two Guys man. *WUOC + gift card, financially savvy we man Ex-Mrs.-T-B. then arrived, grand entrance but fairly relaxed ex-she man man. We forewarned her & Mini-B. about disastrous state of our casa, forewarn we man. Returned to our casa and updated NextDoor sales items, update we man. Siesta'd like an absolute dead thing for an hour-plus, where was that quality zzz for the last Many weeks man. Maybe our brain is relaxed now, too much anxiety man. No party with the rubias tonight, no cavort we man. For Saturday, we have itineraried one GS** and up to 3 ESs, itinerary we man. **amid full-community GS, certainly more being held man Must grocery for Two Guys week, so long since last one that we've forgotten the routine man. Must try to de-box/de-bag all the jetsam from Mama T-B.'s casa, egad man. And that was/is our thrilling Friday, report we man.

Some people are easy to delight, it seems...

Thrilling Thursday-on-Friday report, see man: Bedtime HSM adequately effective, semi-mobile we man. Customer wanted us at Mama T-B.'s old casa sooner than planned, fortunately prepared we man. We sold him one item of broad interest and another only of his interest, satisfying man. We also sold him 2 tubs of various light bulbs for an extra $Many, serendipity man. Free lunch was chicken livers/onions, mashed taters, and peas, ingest we man. This might be our last, depending on Salvation Army pickup on Friday man. We spent the morn/early afternoon prepping for movers, prep we man. We placed everything possible into 2 places in the casa, prep we man. We then took fotos of small stuff like jewelry boxes to sell on NextDoor, get to that soon we man man. Movers contacted us in timely fashion, si man. Then they didn't actually show until half an hour past window, man. We actually dozed off while waiting for them, zzz we man. Driver was alert and capable, si man. Helper was zoned and moonbeamish, man. Driver did most of the work, dedicated he man. We man -- WE man -- had to keep helper from hosing or destroying stuff, lost-in-space man. E.g., helper tried to pack half a Manyzen glass bowls into a box meant for tall lamps, duh man. He then broke 2 of the bowls while wrapping them, we man. We were quite off-urinated, man. We and driver kept giving each other wry looks, sigh man. Helper then spent rest of time saying, "It on me, man -- it on me, man," man. Driver assured us that insurance would pay for it, hope so we man. On the bright side, helper bought a small fan + cleaning supplies from us for $Many, serendipity man. There's a benefit to leaving everything scattered out on the floor, man. It took them 2 hours to load their truck, which had NO rear or side ramp man. We were concerned that they would take us over the Many-hour ([2+1]-hour) minimum, man. Driver quietly promised to talk to his partner on the drive to our casa, Dutch Uncle talk man. Whatever he said worked, because partner was a lot more professional & calm, about time man. The job was complete in 2 hours + half an hour, amazing when TWO people actually work man. The boss charged us for the actual time and not the Many-hour minimum, boon man. We rate the experience a C-minus, probably generous man. Still, it is over except for the unboxing, finally no need to collect boxes man. Mini-B. comes Sunday eve and can help us, si man. Bulk-trash collection is Monday morning, convenient man. Then all that's left is placement and selling of items, si man. Din-din was toucans of store-brand Chunky-type soup* from Mama T-B.'s pantry, ingest we man. *expired Many (2+2+2) years ago, survive we man An utterly failed siesta occurred thereafter, monsoon and coughing and hip pain man. Miu was startled and then fascinated by this entire process, finally excitement for bored miu man. She did not try to escape outside, relief man. No party with the rubias tonight, no cavort we man. On Friday, we must report early to collect the $Many from the light-bulb purchaser, paying us then man. Salvation Army truck will come at some point, must call them to learn when we man man. Then comes final cleanup and return of keys, end of an era man. We must then cancel the expensive storage unit that we never used, man. We must also bank the thick pocketful of cash from all of Mama T-B.'s item sales, no time before now man. Maybe we get our life back by Saturday, si man. A community GS is being held very nearby, plan to attend we man. We also must research ESs, research we man. And that was/is our thrilling Thursday, report we man.

We were unaware of these, si and no see we man mam ma'am. When things settle down, we shall look, si and see we man mam ma'am.

Good job despite the egregious P-Math errors, si D ma'am. That's bad news about the steroids, should be a Major Food Group man...

Thread is moved to the Social Security Numbers subforum, to be among similar threads.

The OP hasn't logged on to VJ in almost 3 years, so this 5-year-old thread is now closed to further comment.

When risk-control is in your hands, you must decide what risk you can abide taking. The Federal government has unlimited time and resources to make our lives miserable. Do you really want to risk that attention being focused on you?

Wonder if it's worth contacting your Congressman's immigration liaison to do a status inquiry. That might stick a pin into USCIS.

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Things would be so much simpler if "no AOS from tourist visas, period" were the law.

White cats are invariably crazy. That one's beautiful, however. Look at that thick tail! When this cat is unbrushed, I bet it looks like an exploded pillow.

Thrilling Wednesday report, see man: We awoke unpained after having popped bedtime prednisone, Major Food Group except for adrenal glands man. We popped another before daily activity, wonder drug man. Awoke earlier than preferred but to alarm, our choice man. Fed miu-breakfast to expectant miu, feed expectant miu we man. We remembered to dish the warsher, latest-ever weekly dishing man. First, cleared stuff off of stairs, not much but didn't belong there man. Thanks to prednisone, able to haul vacuum cleaner upstairs, prep for move stuff man. Initially had to clear path inside bedroom entrance, many un-dealt-with ES purchases man. Found a shampoo that had been there for years, don't even remember which GS or ES & see below man. Next, cleared space where furniture will be placed, spaced-out we man man. Finally, vacuumed entire upstairs, we really sucked the whole time man. An incredible difference, conclude we man. Next, we hauled vacuum downstairs to vacuum bare floor, far better than mopping or sweeping man. A voluminous amount of miu-hair met its maker, as did several crushed spiders, bye man. We were sweating some but not in particular pain, prednisone-masked man. By now, it was coming up on noon, good thing we arose early man. Went to Mama T-B.'s old casa, quite a habit by now man. Free lunch was a salmon patty, beef soup*, cauliflower**, very dry rice pilaf, and sugar-free chocolate ice cream, ingest we man. *left over from Tuesday, heavenly man **did not bite us in the gastrointestines, rather surprised we man We then began cleaning/organizing, last full day for same man. Out-cleared the master bedroom, move stuff into main area man. Compiled Many piles into Many piles, compress (or expand, depending on meaning of Many) we man. This organization helped considerably, see the true nature of stuff we man. Activity was interrupted by tearful, aysheep calls from Mama T-B., poor thing senior she man man. Her phone had updated and completely hosed everything she was used to, when this happens to us man. We have little knowledge of such things and promised to put ex-Mrs.-T-B. on the case, promise we man. This did not console Mama T-B, every little thing magnified when your world has shrunken to nothing man. Around Many p.m., got call from someone who'd seen our NextDoor posts***, call we man he man man. ***all of which have been taken down by "reviewers," vague reasons and no possible appeal man He met us at Many p.m. and bought stuff that we were sure we'd have to donate, serendipitous man. Free din-din was hamburger steaks, mac/cheese, and spicy beans that the chica assured us weren't, ingest we man. This might be our last din-din there, reflected and reflect we man. As we ingested, various test calls/texts came in from Mama T-B., ex-Mrs.-T-B. on the scene man. Ex-Mrs.-T-B. had also delivered Mama T-B.'s duster dresses that had to be shortened, helpful ex-she man man. Later, Mama T-B. phoned us, much-calmer senior she man man. Ex-Mrs.-T-B. had been helpful and effective, praise the Great Sky-Chimp man. Then, ex-Mrs.-T-B. phoned, report ex-she man to we man man. She asked about Mama T-B.'s china set, couple of Harmony House (Japan) pieces man. We sent fotos, si man. Ex-Mrs.-T-B. wanted it and knocked $Many ($2x2x2x2 +2+2) off the tailoring price, fine with us man. Did more organizing and up-wrapped the china, deliver we man to ex-she man man. Confirmed a Thursday-morn caucus with someone who wants 2 items, maybe even more man. Delivered china + tailoring payment to ex-Mrs.-T-B., appreciative ex-she man. This turned out to be a pretty decent day, relieved we man. Our shower was with the shampoo we'd found, called VoluMax man. It smelled good but was as viscous as water, spilled from hand before reaching hair man. It sucks but we will probably use it for showers like this eve's, conclude we man. After all, we paid something like an outrageous $1 for it, financially savvy we man. No party with the rubias tonight, no cavort we man. Our hip is again preventing us from taking stairs normally, ingest bedtime HSM we man. Must arise early again to meet customer and organize for movers, plan we man. And that was/is our thrilling Wednesday, report we man.

Miu will NOT go for this, sorry mam ma'am. Tried this with previous miu and both the vet tech and the vet herself came to report procedural failure, sigh mam ma'am. We think that we'll cover the table with tin foil, tentatively conclude we man. Or Saran Wrap, or something, si man.

And she's a rubia, whee man!

Tuna Glop, ingest at will man! Modified Tuna Glop, ingest at will man! Warsh down your Tuna Glop or Modified Tuna Glop with them and report back, si man.

It is Wednesday -- time for our hilarious, effective Semiofficial Semiweekly VAWA-Thread Joke: =========================================== TRULY INSPIRATIONAL QUOTES It's never too late to go back to bed. Don't talk to me until I've had my coffee, and then, after that, still please don't talk to me. Eat like no one is going to see you naked. When a dog lies on the floor all day, it's "adorable," but when I do it, I'm "depressed." If you can't handle me at my worst, unfortunately that's also my best. If you never believe in yourself, you'll never let yourself down! True love is when two people lower their standards just the right amount. Relationships are like fine wine: they're expensive and eventually you just end up with a headache. Monday hates you, too. Getting out of bed is almost always the wrong decision. Dogs have no idea what's going on, and I'm so jealous of them. Some of my best friends are carbs. Weekends are for sleeping until it's time to eat dinner.

Scintillating Tuesday repartee, yawn man. (Bad absent silent Asia! Bad, BAD absent ABSENT silent SILENT Asia!) ----- Thrilling Tuesday report, see man: Took magnesium glycinate along with bedtime HSM and zzz'd almost until alarm, improvement man. Hip hurt less than usual, good man, but isolated muscle in upper back was on fire, ow man. It hurt to cough and even to breathe, do some of both activities we man. Demanding miu insisted on full a.m. brushing, demanding miu man. Erranded, including drop of last bag of hangers at dry-cleaners, pleased they man. Got to Mama T-B.'s old casa just after noon, arrive we man. Free lunch was roast beef stew, chicken dumpling soup, mashed taters, and cherry pie, ingest we man. Mama T-B. then called and wanted help refilling her pill caddies, leave and return we man. On way back, we went to UPS Store with last batch of shredding from Mama T-B.'s casa, shred we man. It was now about half-past 2 p.m., much to do man. Out-cleared laundry room completely, clear we man. Out-cleared #1 closet completely, clear we man. Out-cleared #1 bathroom completely, clear we man. Disposed of Many bags of trash and armfuls of recycling, dispose we man. Got several inquiries about stuff remaining for sale, answer we man. No actual sales today, no man. Free din-din was carved ham slices, mashed taters, & mac/cheese, ingest we man. Bistro dude was anguished to hear that he'd never see Mama T-B. again, crushed he man. Back-muscle improved during afternoon, bright spot man. Skies darkened at about half-past Many (2=2+2), imminent monsoon man. We up-wrapped duties and took 2 bags of usable household goodies for ex-Mrs.-T-B., take we man. Arrived at her casa just before monsoon, timely we man. Ex-Mrs.-T-B. said, "I just cleaned my garage and don't want any more junk, si and no man," si man. We pushed one bag on her and she refused the second, quite rude ex-she man man. This is why she isn't a re-prospect, see and si man. We don't know what we'll do with all the leftover, highly usable casa-hold stuff, no man. Arrived at casa hot & tired, exhausted we man. Demanding miu demanded full attention, compliantly attentive we man. We checked for NextDoor messages, check we man. The site censors had hidden two of our posts for "posted in error," what the dickens man. We presume that someone reported us for trying to sell Mama T-B.'s stuff, readers are that petty man. (We wonder if they also reported the chica just after us who advertised her stuff for sale, yeah right man.) We laboriously reposted the deleted material, just what we needed at this mental stage man. We added a note to NextDoor "reviewers" to re-examine their compassion, wonder if it'll work man. Maybe it'll take them longer than 2 Manyzen hours to take the new post down, hope we man. Why do people act like this, huh man? After the above and showering, we took a dead-to-world siesta, magnificent zzz man. No party with the rubias tonight, no cavort we man. Wednesday is the final day to get everything done, still much to do man. We'd forgotten our need to clean our casa, arrival of some furniture man: -- must vacuum or sweep den area, coffee table arriving man -- must clear space/vacuum part of our bedroom, office desk arriving man -- must clear space to bedroom entrance, too cluttered/narrow to bring desk in man This amidst the need to up-pack everything in Mama T-B.'s old casa, man. We are going to have to arise at "Bro G. Walmarting Time" to get all done, man. We must hope that our body permits this activity, all cards on table man. ==> We need advice on how to protect wooden coffee table from miu's claw-markings when she jumps up to inspect it, crucial man. <== And that was/is our thrilling Tuesday, report we man.

Yee-HAAAAA! Agreed! Really good discussion of all the phases and steps. Durn Yankee