Several of you have asked recently if Our Humble High School grants its hardworking employees a 2-week Spring Break. Alas, this decidedly is not the case. My chicas' breaks fell on consecutive weeks this year: Ella Numera Dos had last week free, while Una's break coincided with the one granted by my school district.
So I did what any self-respecting Mom would do. I took time off last week to wing down to St. Pete Beach, FLA, with the youngest; and flew up to Madison, WI this week to be with the eldest. Frequent Flyer miles will allow one to be carefree like that every so often.
A word to the wise, though, if you're thinking about galavanting all over the place, especially if you're usually not on the road so much. Your bank will ask questions of you if you withdraw funds from ATMs in three different states within the span of a couple of weeks; they even might freeze your account, forcing you to call the "home office" and do a tap dance thru the automated customer service prompts until you get the chance to speak with a real flesh & bones persona.
That happened to Your Humble Scribe yesterday evening. Wachovia (now a branch of Wells Fargo; only the 7th name/company change since Mr. Fairway & I opened an account) wondered about my recent ATM transactions. Remember, now~I'm just a mild-mannered school teacher, whose travels are mostly limited to the East Coast, including the OBX. I presume Wachovia's bean-counters were curious; not so much about my own escapades, but those of my ATM card.
I guess I should be thankful that the bank cares enough to keep track of my transactions. It's slightly plausible, I suppose, that my card could have been lifted in St. Pete Beach, then used in the DC 'Burbs & then in Wisconsin. But do petty thieves get around that much, to such disparate locations? I tend to think most of those guys (well, some of them are gals, I guess) are "hit & run" kinda shysters. Had I swiped a card in FLA, I'm thinkin' I wouldn't go to the trouble of waiting 5 days & then using it in DC, then waiting 5 more days & using it in the Upper Midwest. But that's just me.
BTW, I snagged the snap above on the last evening we spent on the Gulf Coast. I love the way the sunset is mirrored in the windows of our hotel, don't you?
All this computer monitoring puts me in mind of Big Brother. I just hope if he's watching me that he has my best interests in mind.