As an update to our most recent new project, I thought I would write a quick post about our second day trying to pretend we are *blank space* any of the professions we wish we had gone into before trying a bus conversion into a tiny home.
If you missed it, I explain what we are trying to achieve in this post.
So we had our official second day, last week Thursday, deconstructing our beloved bus. I’ll be completely upfront and say that we were utterly exhausted when we got home that night. Not necessarily meaning that we got a whole lot done, but we certainly earned ourselves a gold star for effort!
I finished off the last post with saying that we had started to tackle the floors. In the days following that first day, I learnt that the ‘black, silicone-type, flooring stuff’ is called linoleum. My goodness, but that word is too short and sweet for the resistance it gave us when trying to get it off. We left with calluses on our palms, bruises and sore wrists. Nevermind our backs and butts, our shoulders, our knees… Yes, we certainly are getting older, but that wasn’t the causative issue here. We looked like the monkey that I have used as the feature photograph to this post!
I used a large crowbar, bent over double and went backwards as if I was sowing grains for the next harvest. Geoffrey attempted to use a blowtorch to heat and try and separate this stuff from the wheel hubs, then taking a small chisel (that said electrician’s something, something on it) and a new hammer, tried to force it off that way. You could probably tell us something we already knew, that they weren’t exactly the right tools for the job. But we got the floor off! After many hours hammering away at the stuff.
Unfortunately, that was the end of our achievements for that second day. We took a bit of a hit, possibly thinking we would achieve so much more. Hoping that we would have the same stoked feeling we had on the first day. I know that we thought the seat removal would prove to be one of the biggest jobs. It certainly wasn’t an easy job, and we probably threw ourselves in to it at 120%, but in retrospect, it was eeeasssssy-peeassyy compared to the jobs coming up.
The bloody wooden flooring beneath that linoleum is going to be an absolutely stubborn, ridiculously annoying job to get up. All so we can see exactly how much rust is going to be found beneath it -_- *tears*.
We were better prepared though! Had ourselves some coffee in a thermos, some pre-made peanut-butter sammies for lunch. Shucks, bus life is going to be simple.
Hahaha. Definitely not. However, despite our broken bodies for a couple days after that second day of bus converting? We are as keen to get back in and tackle the next job. We even managed to wake up the next morning for a sunrise photo shoot with Martin (photos to be shared soon we hope!).
The journey continues! Thank you for all your support and encouragement, cheers, excitement and all that. It’s all helping to keep us thinking this isn’t a huge mistake! 🙂