“look mom! Look what I made today at school” Remember those days? Hell yea you do. The biggest monstrosity of art work that she would put up on the fridge because she simply loved you. Today as I sit here staring at a giant empty stripped Sprinter Van I think to myself ‘oh gosh, how on earth will THIS make her proud?’
3 days ago I did it. I pulled the trigger and I handed over the big ol' chunk of change for a Mercedes Sprinter 2500 170 Cargo Van with the hopes, dreams and determination to build a home to travel in pursuing my Movement which I'm going to talk about another time. So heres this van, one hell of a project, sitting in front of me. Where do I start? How fast can I make this happen? Will I truly receive the support I was told I had in brining this to life? All of these questions are unanswered floating around in my noggin. ‘breath jess, just breath’ Easier said than done! First thing I do.. realize it needs a new sensor (thanks to my trusty mechanic helper) Next, rip everything out… literally everything. No partition, walls screws, bolts, rails or anything else found in that thing. Day 2. Wash that dirty girl. And Ohh man was she filthy. Since this was a cargo van used for some sort of work there was dirt, random bolts washers and a million zip ties beneath the floors and wall panels. Day 3. Today, I think I need to reevaluate this plan or lack there of. I am so eager and so very much a control freak that I just want it done now and my way (even though I am far from sure what I should be doing) It also doesn't help that I am putting my faith and money in another persons hands. I am not very good at that as I learned earlier today. (insert face palm) Today also was a big wake up call for myself. I am blessed to have the help to build this yet I still manage to want to play Boss Lady and thats not ok. So, Day 3. Unproductive build wise. Personal growth, I'd say a decent step in the right direction.