Finally after the 4-5 month hold-up waiting for the Honduran police to clear my husband's name, I have everything ready to move on with the DS-260 and the I-864.
I went to get a certified copy of our marriage certificate at the courthouse (to give to our attorney, which I later did, with everything else, signed papers, dooone.) When I handed my original to the lady, she said Oh this is cold!
Yes, cold like my marriage is left out to wait for the immigration process.
What I really said "Oh yeah it's cold outside."
4 months may not seem like a long time to someone who has no idea what I'm (or anyone else) is going through.
BUT REALLY IT IS DAMN TORTURE.
Try spending 4 months filled with anxiety on whether or not the police report (which will be a large factor on determining whether or not your spouse can file for a waiver to return to you, because if not you're SOL) will be cleared, anticipation on whether or not you'll hear word that day in order to continue on with this already difficult process, anger at the guy in some office down in Honduras who has earphones in his head probably listening to music (I did actually witness this when I visited) and taking his sweetass time, sadness that your husband wrestles keeping hope, rage that this time could have been spent submitting the needed forms then getting an interview and medical examination (was told the NVC part is 2-3 months) and then moving onto doing the I601 waiver. All that, every day.
THEN TELL ME HOW TIME ACTUALLY FLIES. (Answer: flies out of your ass in a quick, painful exit that leaves your entrails immediately following to smack on the cold concrete floor with a splatty smack.)
