[Childless Couple in Their 40s] My husband grows to love the things I love

Whether it's Nordic tableware,
Ichiro Yamaguchi's art,
or houseplants.

When I dive headfirst into something I love,
before I know it, my husband has grown to love it too.

He'll happily pick out a Marimekko mug,
saying, "I'm in the mood for blue today,"

and after watching stylish interior design channels on YouTube,
he'll say with satisfaction, "Our place really looks so much more sophisticated with this bird art, doesn't it!"

That makes me happy.

One day,
we were watching "Pre-Bato!," which I never miss, together.
I love Natsui-sensei's haiku critiques.
At the peak of the excitement,

"♪ Chan-chara-rin, the bath is ready."

Since it had just gone to commercial, I said,
"I'm going to keep watching in the bath!"
and took my tablet into the bathroom.

Even after the commercials, Natsui-sensei was on fire.
I was laughing out loud all by myself in the bath.

I wanted to hurry up and get out to tell my husband, "That was the best."

I quickly dried off,
and when I opened the living room door,
my husband was already watching his favorite anime on ABEMA.

Oh, I see.

I felt a little sad.

But, oh well.

My husband turned around and said with a smile,

"You were laughing your head off in there!"

"It was the best! And Umezawa-san was just...!"

As I started talking,
my husband picked up the remote, stopped ABEMA, and listened to me.

Ah, I see.

My husband loves the things that I love.