When I finally calmed down, I saw how disappointed he was and how bad he felt. I decided to take a deep breath and try to think this thing through.
"Maybe it's not that bad," I said. {I think I was trying to cheer myself up as much as I was trying to console Chip.} "If we fix up the interior and just get it to the point where we can get it onto the water, at least maybe then we can turn around, sell it, and get our money back."
Over the course of the next hour or so, I really started to come around. I took another walk through the boat and started to picture how we could make it livable--maybe even kind of cool. After all, we'd conquered worse. We tore a few things apart right then and there, and I grabbed some paper and sketched out a new layout for the tiny kitchen. I talked to him about potentially finishing an accent wall with shiplap--a kind of rough-textured pine paneling that fans of our show now know all too well.
"
lap?" Chip laughed. "That seems a little ironic to use on a , doesn't it?"
"Ha-ha," I replied. I was still not in the mood for his jokes, but this is how Chip backs me off the ledge--with his humor.
Then I asked him to help me lift something on the deck, and he said, "Aye, aye, matey!" in his best pirate voice, and slowly but surely I came around. I can't believe I'm saying this, but by the end of that afternoon I was actually a little bit excited about taking on such a big challenge. Chip was still deflated that he'd allowed himself to get duped, but he put his arm around me as we started walking back to the truck. I put my head on his shoulder. And the camera captured the whole thing--just an average, roller-coaster afternoon in the lives of Chip and Joanna Gaines. The head cameraman came jogging over to us before we drove away. Chip rolled down his window and said sarcastically, "How's for reality TV?" We were both feeling embarrassed that this is how we had spent our last day of trying to get this stinkin' television show.
"Well," the guy said, breaking into a great big smile, "if I do my job, you two just landed yourself a reality TV show." We were floored. We couldn't believe it. How was a show? But lo and behold, he was right. That rotten houseboat turned out to be a blessing in disguise.
"Maybe it's not that bad," I said. {I think I was trying to cheer myself up as much as I was trying to console Chip.} "If we fix up the interior and just get it to the point where we can get it onto the water, at least maybe then we can turn around, sell it, and get our money back."
Over the course of the next hour or so, I really started to come around. I took another walk through the boat and started to picture how we could make it livable--maybe even kind of cool. After all, we'd conquered worse. We tore a few things apart right then and there, and I grabbed some paper and sketched out a new layout for the tiny kitchen. I talked to him about potentially finishing an accent wall with shiplap--a kind of rough-textured pine paneling that fans of our show now know all too well.
"
lap?" Chip laughed. "That seems a little ironic to use on a , doesn't it?"
"Ha-ha," I replied. I was still not in the mood for his jokes, but this is how Chip backs me off the ledge--with his humor.
Then I asked him to help me lift something on the deck, and he said, "Aye, aye, matey!" in his best pirate voice, and slowly but surely I came around. I can't believe I'm saying this, but by the end of that afternoon I was actually a little bit excited about taking on such a big challenge. Chip was still deflated that he'd allowed himself to get duped, but he put his arm around me as we started walking back to the truck. I put my head on his shoulder. And the camera captured the whole thing--just an average, roller-coaster afternoon in the lives of Chip and Joanna Gaines. The head cameraman came jogging over to us before we drove away. Chip rolled down his window and said sarcastically, "How's for reality TV?" We were both feeling embarrassed that this is how we had spent our last day of trying to get this stinkin' television show.
"Well," the guy said, breaking into a great big smile, "if I do my job, you two just landed yourself a reality TV show." We were floored. We couldn't believe it. How was a show? But lo and behold, he was right. That rotten houseboat turned out to be a blessing in disguise.
( Joanna Gaines )
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