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SCREW YOU, SCREWS
This post will be short for a couple of reasons :
1. My arms are broken. No, no, no. The bones aren’t broken. MY ARMS ARE BROKEN. As in, they don’t work anymore. My hands are also broken. It’s a miracle I’m able to type, you guys. Other parts of my body that are now broken : legs, feet, rest of lower body, shoulders, neck, rest of upper body. Now that I’m thinking about it, I’m probably dead. RIP, me.
2. We only did one damn thing : try to unscrew screwed up screws that didn’t want to be unscrewed. In other words, we dropped a lot of f-bombs.
So what happened?
The goal for today was to finish ripping up the rubber floor (EASY! SO EASY!) and then remove all the screws from the ceiling panels and side panels to see what condition the insulation is in (HOW HARD CAN THIS BE?!) The first few screws came out super easy, but about 10 screws in, they started getting harder to remove. I was pushing the drill as hard as I could, but I just couldn’t get them to budge. I moved over to another panel and tried those. A couple of screws came out easy, but the rest were hopelessly stuck. It all seemed so random, which made it super frustrating. After an hour, my arms felt like jello and I had hardly made a dent. If you’ve never noticed how many screws there are holding up the ceiling of a school bus, let me tell you. THERE ARE TEN MILLION. It’s insane. It’s like whoever was in charge of buying screws to build buses fell in love with the screw salesperson and told her “give me every screw you have” to sweet talk her into going on a date with him. And then when the other bus guys were like “WHY DO WE HAVE TEN MILLION SCREWS?!” he was like “yeah, sorry about that, guys. Just screw ‘em into the ceiling!” SO THEY DID. Bastards!
After lots of trying and trying, we decided to just angle grind the heads off every damn screw. It’s not easy and messes up our metal ceiling a little bit, but at this point, we just want the damn things out. If we have to replace the metal panels, so be it! Before we knew it, we were out of daylight, but we brought a light with us today, so we stayed a while after dark to get as many screws out as possible. Tomorrow we’ll be back up there doing it again and will hopefully get it all done so we can check out the insulation situation. From the small side panels we were able to pull off today, it’s looking like we made the right choice to reinsulate. There are some gross black spots that are probably mold, which is not what we want to be breathing in our new tiny house on wheels! Better to do the hard work now than wish we’d done it later.
Okay, I’m off to soak in a tub of epsom salts. Look at some pictures, go like us on Facebook and come back tomorrow!