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Thrilling Monday report, see man: Cold, rainy, windy, dreary morning and day, Texas weather sometimes not Many man. Breakfasted/skoolbused Mini-B., umbrella usage wee man man. Prepped ourself for mandatory visit to Mama T-B. to caucus with maintenance dude, si man. T-B.-mobiled through rain, traffic, and skoolzones, man. Maintenance dude didn't show for over an hour, busy he man man. He installed Mama T-B.'s window curtains, finally and pleased senior she man man. He hung Mama T-B.'s new gigantic Dollar General wall clock, pleased senior she man man. Mama T-B. said that he returned later with anti-ant granules, die little suckers man. He will return Tuesday with Many-watt light bulbs to brighten Mama T-B.'s room, much-needed man. Poor guy needs to be cloned or to get at least a half-time assistant, overloaded he man man. We left Mama T-B. after nearly a 2-hour visit and without being yelled at, mirabile dictu man. However, we must return on Tuesday, other stuff man. Before return to casa, blew by Uncle T-B.'s place, by-blow we man. We delivered this weekend's thrift-shop shirt & pants, highly pleased senior he man man. Breakfast/lunch was 2 bagels + margarine, ingest we man. A wonderful, lengthy, uninterrupted siesta was then taken, luxurious man. We left door cracked and miu wandered in toward siesta's end, invasive miu man. We now have no doubt that miu is starved for love, ignored-feeling miu man. Din-din was onecan of Italian green beans*, nuked On-Cor chicken-parm patties, and sugar-free cherry pie, ingest Two Guys man. *bought on markdown from supermarket closeout/dent bin, F$WM Din-din should have been hot dogs, but we were out of ketchup, thought we had at least Many bottles man. No movie night because Mini-B. had much hoamwurk, self-apply wee man man. We dished and must de-dish the warsher, domestic we man. No party with the rubias tonight, no cavort we man. Visit to Mama T-B. and purchase-ketchupping on an even colder Tuesday, both mandatory man. Also visit to doc to x-ray shoulder, almost certain outcome man. And that was/is our thrilling Monday, report we man.

LPoP and normally unread, but exception made in this instance, si and see and sigh Y ma'am. You are strong and amazing, si Y ma'am. Sounds like we need to counsel you, si Y ma'am. Without ordering even one POTS for anyone, huh huh huh Y ma'am?! Bad negligent non-buy-POTS-ing Y ma'am! Bad, BAD negligent NEGLIGENT non-buy-POTs-ing NON-BUY-POTS-ING Y ma'am!

You spinster, you, si man! (Uh, hang on... home... with cat... uh, just a minute here, man...)

You should be happy, because it is!

Just to close the loop, and if it doesn't hurt too much, you can enter your date of marriage in your timeline, and add some Comment under it like "abandoned K-1 process/the marriage and returned home on [date]." --- Please report to us what the lawyers say, or how you choose to proceed.

Aw, brother... Sorry for you, after all this intensive effort. However, it could've been worse: remain married to you, then get half or more of everything via divorce. Texas is a Community Property state. Speak with one or more immigration lawyers and one or more divorce lawyers. Some will give you a free half-hour initial consultation. There are also threads on this site (others here can suggest them) that are relevant and potentially helpful. I will say, firmly and in full belief, that your thread here will nonetheless be invaluable to others who read it, given your thoroughness. Thank you for that.

Congratulations to her, and to you -- this is truly a partnership process.

You must feel wonderful, and rightfully so.

Yee-HAAAAA! (That's Texan for "congratulations.) Just don't be so open-minded that your brains fall out. --- Seriously, thanks for your excellent writeup, which will be valuable to others. Let us know of your experiences traveling and entering.

Addendum to Thrilling Sunday report, man: Miu just knocked over EVERYTHING in our office closet, man. We have GOT to find some new entertainment for her, bored miu man.

Scintillating Sunday repartee, yawn man. ------- Thrilling Sunday report, see man: We did not leave the casa all raw, windy, rainy, cold day, technically good but see below man. Inauspicious beginning to day, uh-oh man. We were unwillingly awakening from bad night when Mama T-B. called, tearful senior she man man. (1) She'd been lying in her own poop for >2 hours, man. (2) Ants were on her walls and in her bed, and bite us man. (Many) No one on night shift answered her call-button, no and man. (Many) Only one day-shifter showed up for work, no and man. (Many) That day-shifter promised to return but never did, si and no and man. (Many) No one ever answers main phone outside office hours, no and man. (Many) Responsive head director is on vacation, no way to reach him or substitute man. We called and called and called and texted multiple people, groggy we man. We very nearly called the police to report elder abuse, dissuaded from this by Mama T-B. man. Finally, someone answered switchboard line, answer she man. Assistant Nooser answered our text shortly thereafter, answer she man. Maintenance man was actually on-site to spray for ants, amazing man. Mama T-B. was taken care of but has ant-bites, itch she man. Further spray-anting will occur on Monday, probably first thing man. We are so damned off-urinated by this garbage, man. And we're obligated to show up at opening on Monday to supervise the spraying, man. After de-aysheeping ourself, we re-embedded ourself for siesta #1, decently adequate man. Watched NFL game, watch we man. Lunch was the other marked-down Walmart sub sandwich, ingest we man. Two bowls of Costco popcorn were ingested, can't apply solo popcorning to Two Guys tally man. Single LL was conquered, victorious we man. Tried for siesta #2, unsuccessful man. Ex-Mrs.-T-B. brought Mini-B. at usual time, start of Two Guys week man. She brought his din-din, roast chicken + French fries but not hungry wee man man. Later, Mini-B.'s din-din was onecan of chili-no-beans*, ingest wee man man. *the other dented can on discount in supermarket, F$WM Our din-din was what ex-Mrs.-T-B. had brought for Mini-B., ingest we instead of wee man man. Miu very excited at reappearance of Big Bruddah, excited energetic miu man. No party with the rubias tonight, no cavort we man. We must breakfast/skoolbus Mini-B. and go pronto to Mama T-B.'s, surely groggy we man man. No other established plans, no plan we man man. And that was/is our thrilling Sunday, report we man.

Nothing wrong with that.

Prayer belongs in religious institutions.

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