If I was Granty, the biggest date in my diary right now would be Saturday, October 20.
That's the one you pencil in with big, fat red marker pen on the office calendar. At home to Bristol City. Saturday, October 20.
Get there and I'd be breathing a big, big sigh of relief.
Because at certain stages in any manager's life, you've got to try and second guess the board's intentions and look at the world through their eyes.
And given that, by and large, the principal players around that boardroom table look at the world through a wine glass that's more half full than half empty statements of support are probably exactly that. They support their man.
As they'll say in the papers tomorrow. It's there on the web tonight for anyone who cares to look.
And, after all, we are only eight games in.
That said, however, and games nine and ten have got to be among the biggest of your managerial life – if only for one simple reason. What lies between game No10 and game No11. And that's 12, long days.
A right old life-time in football.
That's when opportunity knocks for both sides. If you're the board and the next two games don't bring much by way of light relief then if you are in a mood for change, that's the first real 'window' to do it.
And this is still very much in the realms of 'if'. So far, there's not much evidence of cracks. Not that Ferret can find. Worries, yes. Cracks, not yet.
Because after the 20th and it's another full on round of games – Saturday-Tuesday more-or-less straight through to the next international break after the trip to Plymouth on November 10.
Mucking about with managers in between back-to-back away games at Burnley and West Bromwich Albion or sandwiched somewhere around the first derby game of the season and playing host to likely leaders Watford ain't big or clever either.
So that's why October 20 is a big date; get there and you're safe for at least another three weeks. And that's not even a whisper I'm hearing; that's logic.
Look at it from the gaffer's point of view and, realistically, October 20 is the date that I'd have penned in for Jimmy Smith's first league start.
He's due back in the building tomorrow. If the Ressie game against Stevenage Boro on Wednesday night comes a little too soon after the kid's two months out with ankle ligament damage, you've still got two more warm-up games ahead of that Bristol City clash – away to the Us on the 9th, down at Town on the 15th.
That's when you get him back up and running; that's when you play your 'Let's just get Jimmy back in there and see how the midfield ticks after that, shall we?' card.
And in the meantime, you bite a big bullet loan-wise and ask the board to put their money where their mouths are and fund some big, serious loan arrival.
They've said the money's there; ?500,000 loan fee, the works… Well, do it.
But that's the date – October 20. Get there without another ghastly mishap and we carry on. And trust that Mr Smith does what it says he should on the side of the tin.