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Stupid computer.
Telling it to ignore the network card got it to stop telling me it was broken, but didn't help tell it it should go online. Tonight I finally convinced it to finish logging in - by turning off the built-in firewall that I most decidedly do NOT remember ever activating.
Anyway, the town rocks, work is getting better, I'm screwing up fewer orders and eye exams are going more smoothly and it feels great when people come to pick up glasses made after my prescription and try them on and say they feel good to see through, and I sold watches (yes, watches) for almost 1000 dollars today. The view from assorted places except my living room window is astounding, and I saw four wild reindeer dawdling around under the bridge a couple days ago (I might put some pics online tomorrow). I'm tricking my brain into thinking it gets dark at night by gradually closing the blinds and the curtains. Sunset is still two weeks away.
The bad thing about this place (other than how difficult it is to visit anyone I know while living here) is the price of housing. Two room apartments are going for over 300 000 dollars, and larger apartments and some houses are going for over half a million dollars. The housing market has exploded here the past couple years, and housing costs three times as much as it does in other towns up north. I have been told that a lot of people are sitting on properties they can't sell because people won't pay as much as they're offering, but there's enough being sold that the prices stay at Oslo level and are too high for me to afford reasonably on a single income. My basement apartment with two rooms and basic cable for 750 a month is turning out more and more to be a gem...it's larger than a lot of the apartments for sale!
Oh, and I finally have my four names, thanks to the only competent person at the public registry where I used to live. On monday I get to take a couple hours off work and go downtown and get myself registered here and change my name at assorted banks. I'll probably also look into washing machines - I can't decide if I want a washing machine or a machine that does both, and my space is somewhat limited.
And I've never been more proud of being 1/4 English than I have this week. Granted, the scale was nothing like 9/11, but it is very nice to see countries that don't whip themselves into a frenzy the way terrorists want them to do.
Telling it to ignore the network card got it to stop telling me it was broken, but didn't help tell it it should go online. Tonight I finally convinced it to finish logging in - by turning off the built-in firewall that I most decidedly do NOT remember ever activating.
Anyway, the town rocks, work is getting better, I'm screwing up fewer orders and eye exams are going more smoothly and it feels great when people come to pick up glasses made after my prescription and try them on and say they feel good to see through, and I sold watches (yes, watches) for almost 1000 dollars today. The view from assorted places except my living room window is astounding, and I saw four wild reindeer dawdling around under the bridge a couple days ago (I might put some pics online tomorrow). I'm tricking my brain into thinking it gets dark at night by gradually closing the blinds and the curtains. Sunset is still two weeks away.
The bad thing about this place (other than how difficult it is to visit anyone I know while living here) is the price of housing. Two room apartments are going for over 300 000 dollars, and larger apartments and some houses are going for over half a million dollars. The housing market has exploded here the past couple years, and housing costs three times as much as it does in other towns up north. I have been told that a lot of people are sitting on properties they can't sell because people won't pay as much as they're offering, but there's enough being sold that the prices stay at Oslo level and are too high for me to afford reasonably on a single income. My basement apartment with two rooms and basic cable for 750 a month is turning out more and more to be a gem...it's larger than a lot of the apartments for sale!
Oh, and I finally have my four names, thanks to the only competent person at the public registry where I used to live. On monday I get to take a couple hours off work and go downtown and get myself registered here and change my name at assorted banks. I'll probably also look into washing machines - I can't decide if I want a washing machine or a machine that does both, and my space is somewhat limited.
And I've never been more proud of being 1/4 English than I have this week. Granted, the scale was nothing like 9/11, but it is very nice to see countries that don't whip themselves into a frenzy the way terrorists want them to do.
blue skies!!
it is very nice to see countries that don't whip themselves into a frenzy the way terrorists want them to do.
..that's the first thing I commented on. Different to the weeping and wailing and tearing of hair that we see on our screen at times.
When does hubby arrive?...and Wow! - the prices! The same as large cities in 'wanna be' places. I wouldn't have thought there would be the demand *there*.