My wife and my interviews were at am 7:45 March 7th, and I am the principal petitioner.
On the original schedule, my wife was the first and I was the second.
We had been the USCIS local office about AM 7:30, and about AM 7:45 an officer called my name for the interview. I started my interview before my wife.
In the beginning, the IO was a little bit serious, and I was excited and nervous and was requested to sit back.
The IO asked me the basic information, jobs, and education.
Then she went through the custom stamps on my passports to verify my past legal status. It was quite detailed, and I prepared well and made it.
The last, she asked about the yes and no questions on the I-485. On this stage, she was more friendly and talked with me casually.
Then, it was my wife’s turn, I was asked to sit in the back of the office to be a silent auditor.
My wife came with an interpreter because we were not confident in her English.
The interpreter must be s person not related to you.
I thought everything would be fine since we had an interpreter. However, my wife made some simple mistakes in front of the IO and were corrected on the spot. she misunderstood the questions and answered them without interpreting.
Basically, hers was the same procedure as mine, but the atmosphere was different. I was panic in the back seat.
In the end, the IO said she would request my visa, but she needed to review my wife’s documents.
And then was my uneasy waiting time.
About two-week after the interview, I got a RFE from FO and I submitted the document they requested as soon as possible and began another round waiting.
I checked case status and the informed delivery on USPS, and there was no any update on those for another two weeks.
On April 5, my USPS informed delivery showed there were two letters from USCIS. I got home to grasp the letters from my mailbox and opened them promptly.
They were approval notices. Thanks God, that was the only thing I said in my mind at that moment.
Two days after our approval notices, we got our physical green cards.
Although our procedure was scared, finally, we had a happy ending.