This is how Autumn grants wishes... and I am glad even if all magic comes with a price.

1. Yesterday I was ponderind how wonderful it could be if today they postponed our lesson at the language school. The reason was simple - I'm not sure that I'll be able to attend my dance class on Sunday and I'd hate missing a whole week. Today in the morning I've got a message that was the following: 'Unfortunately, your class is postponed. As for your Monday class - we will let you know later.' My price - is my salary, which at that very moment got a bit smaller (can't believe that's even possible...). But that meant I could have a dance class today. Learning instead teaching. And besides I don't have to worry about Sunday.

2. Another subject for a pity could take place on Thursday. Because the time of my job interview coincided with the time of a lecture on Southern Gothic Literature as a genre and its representatives. it was supposed to take place at the British Book Centre. Though it was my fault that I completely forgot about this lecture when I appointed time for my interview. Anyway, it seemed I had to say goodbye to Anne Rice, Tennessee Williams, Stephen King, and others writers. But the second news that came today proclaimed that the lecture had been cancelled. So I need neither rearrange the time of the interview ( what's obviously unprofessional) nor regret about my unusual absent-mindedness.

That eagerness which I had got to make things go this way is as surprising as obvious the price I paid for them going this way.