March 2016
I got sick of waiting for this bus to be finished, so decided it would be a fantastic idea to get a job at Mt Ruapehu. That should create enough pressure to get this project finished. I got the job and what it created was enormous amounts of night anxiety. I realised she wasn’t going to be finished in time. Bless my darling husband and our volunteers who were working their arse’s off and this is be no means a criticism on them. Its just the way it was.
October 2016
So the ploy to psychologically bully Johny into finishing her didn’t work, so I took another tack. I rented the house out, made us move to a friends sleep out and made Johny quit his job so he could work full time on the bus. Everyone in the family hated me.
Progress was good and with Xmas approaching fast I had it all worked out. We would take the bus in for compliance just before Xmas, move up north to my sister charlottes, John would come back to Raglan to work on final jobs for compliance (because surely she won’t pass first time), get compliance,start travels. Simple. I was still blinded by my naive optimism. Oh how god loves a trier.
Life with the Rice Edwards/Wells Family in the Sleepout
