The little old lady that lived in the shoe found a big house with seven distinctive rooms, Yeahhh!
I forgot what I was going to write after noticing how a nice looking man well built and a gorgeous smile had a little chiguagua for a pet, (What?!)LoL, the lovely view; I couldn't resist it,  but to walk out of the room before something awakens and begins to live again. Something about a man with a truck. (sighs) Silly men, don't you know trucks are for girls?
Wasting my time? I wonder if it's really time well wasted after experiencing it all in slow motion. 
     It starts with a smile and a conversation, about what? (IDK) Someone has to overcome the shyness, a conversation that perhaps made me want to finish your sentence as you might me wanting to add to my stories :D 
     So....(Pause) are you here with someone, (he asks)?
I said, "sure but I wouldn't mind leaving with you" :D Then the nerves and the feeling that got my hands sweating and nerves more in a bunch. I loved that smile, it began to the right. Little details that are memorable for a bit in my mind. 
     The little old lady became young again and that is why she needed space to find her self again and what better place than in a house with seven distinctive rooms? 
The first room she would end her days, was her bedroom, her sheets and comforter as white as snow, many pillows as decor but by the end of the day only two would remain. A shower before bed was like' a religious routine for the little old lady, because she thought if she never woke up she knew she would die a clean lady.
     Her favorite second room was the art room, where she had paints of all colors, much canvas and rolls of lasting paper. Different sets of brushes ,because a good artist knows there must be different size brushes for different projects. The art room also had a sewing machine and color thread for her creative days that made her want to stay away from her paints.
Fabric stored away in the closet for those perfect times of wanting to create something outstanding or attach an old fabric into a new design.
     The third room consisted of gym equipment of course, built in sauna and steam room. Surround sound all around and a giant screen television where the vision of a waterfall would sound on those days where country music was sounding too loud for even the cows.
The fourth room would be enormous high ceilings, details on the moldings and finishes , soft comfortable reading chairs ,a couch and an office desk. All around would be the collection of books and audio tapes, an antique record cassette player and a small coffee bar area. The book collection would have a unique ladder that would move around the room in order to come across any particular subject or simply touch basis back with history.
     The fifth room the little old lady had was somewhat of a writing room with great windows and views that were breath taking and gave her so many thoughts that needed to be documented. A typewriter, Computer, paper and lots of pens. Empty journals; in addition with the one's that were already written on. Only a chair with art pieces on the wall and some of her favorite quotes.
     The sixth room was her kitchen, were she loved to cook and bake her cakes. Top of the line appliances and glass door cabinets.
Breakfast nook with comfortable soft seating for those days that her tuchie was feeling not so pretty.
     The seventh room was her guest room, besides the living room, and dinning area. Her guest room had it's own charm. Own master bathroom with Jacuzzi tub and large stand in shower. A room where the moon shined at night so bright and during the day the sun kept away.
     Why seven particular rooms, the lady thought and didn't know why. How much time was spent on each room per day was a mystery for some, so she had a log where she would note down the time spent in every room each day.