I know you’re just dying to actually see The Pump Room. I hope that you don’t have any romantic notions as to what it looks like. Perhaps one would envision the bathroom in which I pump to be a quaint powder room with a nice sitting area and a comfy overstuffed chair. Stained conference-room chairs and institutional tile is more like it! I spend about 40 minutes a day right here with a gorgeous view of a sink and toilet. If ever my blog topics seem to lack in creativity, consider the source from which they are most often spawned!
Photo 1: If anyone were to ever burst in on Pump Lady, this is where they’d find her, shirt off, machine on, and feet up, reading a book or writing.
Photo: 2: I’m currently reading “The Mephisto Club.” It’s a little slow. Slow doesn’t make for good Pump Room reading. You need something that reads quickly and can be put down easy. “A Prayer for Owen Meany” also was not good Pump Room material; though it was good (I read it before).
Photo 3: This is my view while I pump, minus me in the mirror, of course.
Photo 4: Random bottle of Pledge. I don’t know why someone is storing dusting spray in the handicapped bathroom (a.k.a. The Pump Room). It’s sort of funny, though.