High Hopes for September

Regardless of the fact that fall doesn't oficially arrive for another few weeks, the first of September for me has always meant the beginning of the season. Here's hoping it's a better month than the one that just past - here's to being able to pay all our bills on time and in full, here's to an actual job offer and here's to getting the car fixed quickly.

Yeah, The Good Father had an accident yesterday thanks to some fuckwit deciding to slam on their brakes for no discernable reason in the pissing nasty rain just before an on ramp and causing a five car pile up. Nice way to start the morning, huh? Well, thankfully he wasn't hurt and the damage to the car is still being assessed, but the insurance company provided a rental and hopefully we'll know how soon his own car will be fixed. The cops didn't charge anyone in the accident due to the lousy weather, but I'm sure that our insurance company will still find this the perfect reason to jack up our rates next year. Fab.

I called Crabby as soon as I got off the phone with my husband because I was a mess and had a phone interview later in the morning (and those of you who know me will realize how I never, EVER talk about job interviews due to my firm belief in the jinx factor, but I was pretty frazzled). Bless her loving heart, the first thing she said was "should I get Mr. Crabby to bring me over? I can be there in five minutes." She offered to sit with me during the phone interview (thank the gods it was a phone interview and I only needed to sound composed, not look it!) if I wanted. Hurray for friends! I kept her on the phone for half an hour but managed to get through the call on my own. I have no clue if it went well or not, I can barely remember what I said! Anyway, Crabby managed to make me laugh which was what I needed, so that was a good thing.

So keep your fingers crossed that since August went out on such a nasty note that September may actually start on a good one. So far it hasn't been a banner morning (don't ask) but I try desperately to remain hopeful.

And did anyone see gas prices this morning here in Toronto again? The Good Father got a "deal" getting gas at $1.20 a litre. Most places are apparently nearer to $1.26! Nasty!