Nicole Curtis Boosts my Spousal Awareness - Response to TV Show Viewers: Post 11

(Response to TV Show Viewers: Post 10 - February 14, 2026)

Think about married couples you know. How often have you heard a husband say, “My wife was right. I was wrong. And I’m more than okay about it”?

In 2012, I was working steadily on projects down in the west of the Ashley River side of Charleston and blogging about home renovating here. Besides listening to me blab about my work, the steps and approach I took, my wife Diann proofread many of my posts before I hit publish. This had given her a solid grip on my takes about renovating that I was sharing online.

One night, while Rehab Addict was on our television, Diann shared an opinion about the TV renovator’s strategy. Having heard similarities in what we each thought, my wife reached a conclusion, that Nicole Curtis was one of my readers. Even though I wasn't in step, I was flattered.

In April, after watching a few episodes, I wrote a post about the host and her show. I provided a few examples of how I related to much of what Nicole Curtis was doing and mentioned how Diann often described the unsteady compensation as a feast or famine way of living. It was basic writing, very positive and full of enthusiasm as I more or less promoted the show by teasing a few details while encouraging my blog readers to watch Rehab Addict.

The next morning, I sat down with a coffee and checked my email. This was before I had a smartphone, so I was at the desktop in the corner of our living room. I opened my inbox and there was a message from blogger.com saying, "You have a new comment from Nicole Curtis," time stamped the night before; a simple thank you.

Then I opened my blog page to check if the comment was actually there. I needed to see for myself, the remark with the post, before I would tell Diann.

And there it was.   

My position that Nicole Curtis was unaware of my blog was no longer plausible. Candidly though, I still had doubts, speculating that there was a strong chance someone just told the female renovator about the article. Yet having no idea how things actually were, my mind raced as reality settled in: My wife was right and I was impossible-to-now-disagree wrong.

I had to break this news, but only by letting Diann see the comment for herself. I scooted upstairs and said, "You need to come down to the computer."

"Why?” she asked with concern. “What happened?"

"Everything's okay. Just come downstairs."

After reading the words, Diann shouted as she pointed her dainty finger toward my face, "I told you! I told you she reads your blog!"

Although I still wasn't convinced, a seed had been planted. I had someone's attention, someone in the HGTV/DIY universe, and I was going to give them more to consider.

(Response to TV Show Viewers: Post 12 - Coming Soon)