Monday, July 25, 2016

Guess the house

Date
Place of exercise
Duration (minutes)
Dewey sprint
Start time
21 July
Johnston
50
59.08
08:01

                I was told the street where my niece had moved into a house. I made a game out of it. “Which house is it?” At first, one might think they have no idea. But let’s think about this. It was easy to narrow it down. First off, she would not have a truck, or a jeep, or a van.
She’s not a redneck, a hillbilly, or a macho dude, and her dad has a truck, so she won’t need to haul anything. She wouldn’t have two cars since she is a young single woman. There would be no SUV since she is someone who thinks about her impact on the earth. She’s a friendly person, so there would be no disinviting signs like, “No Trespassing”. It’s not like she wants you to come traipse around her property, but she doesn’t feel the need to go telling you about it, either.
                The house will be small. No need for two extra bedrooms, maybe one that she uses as an office. No Univ. of Iowa signs, and probably not an Iowa State sign. Maybe a UNI sign, but not on her license plate. All this vehicle information is assuming her car is in the driveway at all, of course. At first I thought that she wouldn’t have a garage—not being a person who is into automobiles. But then I realized that nearly ALL the houses on the street have a garage; and garages are sensible.
                She wouldn’t have a pool in the back. At least not a pool above the ground. There was an outside chance that she bought a house with a pool installed at the back, but not one that was purchased at home depot and she installed it for temporary use in the summer—no kids.
                I eliminated the house with a three-wheeled motorcycle, and the one with three waste baskets. I am living in the house owned by her mother, my sister, so I know what she is extremely neat and tidy. Nothing is ever out of place. There wouldn’t be a boat load of sticks and branches in the yard, and it would be recently mowed.

                In the end, I didn’t pick it out because the house behind hers uses the same driveway as she does. She called it an easement that says they can use her driveway as their property; the place looked like there were several households there. The rear neighbors, not only had they house and garage, but an entire extra house, where the servants must live.  

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