Last night I needed a British dinner. Cottage Pie.I have days when Norway chews me up and spits me back out. Yesterday was one of them. I dealt with the usual lack of manners. (which I'm getting used to now and I'm over using my manners to make a point) But the best part of the day was a huge tax bill that came in the mail which was a bit of a surprise considering I've never worked a single day since arriving here! All I've done is shell out money to Norway for Family reunification and language school fees. I have not earned a damn Kroner! It's funny how I'm not in the system anywhere else in Norway but the tax man knows I'm here!!
(cute dog is our neighbour, she came down to check out the cottage pie!)
p.s It just started snowing