A household is a company. The story of how my husband's love barometer was a 'stock chart'
He, my childhood friend since age five, became my husband in August 2025.
For some reason, we started contacting each other frequently when we both moved to the Kanto region for work.
Even though our parents' homes were only a three-minute walk apart, nothing had ever happened between us until then,
and yet, last year, we got married in this land of Kanto, where the population is overwhelmingly large.
I'll write about how my childhood sweetheart became my husband another time,
but we are still newlyweds, in the process of becoming a family.
Two people who were strangers sharing the same surname and becoming a single unit is just like building a company.
I heard that Misaki Shimoda, whom I respect, is also publishing a book titled 'Kabushiki Gaisha Fufu' (Married Couple Inc.) in September (I've already pre-ordered it),
and I'm very excited to see what kind of book it is, feeling thrilled that perhaps our thoughts are somewhat similar! (Forgive my presumption and rudeness.)
In our organization, my husband serves as CEO and I serve as COO.
For context, my husband is a business person who has worked at consulting firms and run his own company, while I am a sales representative for a manufacturer with nationwide transfers.
I felt no discomfort in this division of roles.
Our founding anniversary is August 11th.
As a COO who believes that habits create one's life,
I proposed a meeting to 'share things we like about each other on the 11th of every month'.
The things the CEO (hereafter, husband) liked about me recently included:
- Polishing away tiny water stains on the faucet when I'm not looking
- Folding the futon
- Making side dishes with chicken gizzards
and so on.
In contrast, from the COO (hereafter, me):
- Cleaning the toilet when I noticed it needed it
- Changing the drain net after doing the dishes
- His face
and so on.
(I've always loved his face, ever since my first crush on him.)
As you might understand,
daily life easily assimilates into the air,
swallowing up the subtle tremors of the heart known as gratitude.
By intentionally carrying this out on our founding anniversary (every month),
we can discover traces of my husband hidden in our daily routine.
It might feel a bit like a task,
but this is a treasure hunt.
And every time I find something, I say thank you.
By doing so, we are both looking for things to thank each other for again.
Around the time of our 11-month anniversary, having repeated such things,
since we were childhood friends, knew each other's first boyfriends and girlfriends,
and even consulted each other on love lives in the past,
sometimes I suddenly feel insecure, wondering if I'm the only one who loves my husband.
I shouldn't ask such things.
Judging by his actions, there's no doubt he cherishes me.
But... but!!
"I'll express with my body just how much I've come to love my husband!"I said, and performed a one-person TIM 'Fire' pose.I felt like I was flying so high I might hit my head on the ceiling.
I spread my arms as wide as I could, like a firework launch,
and conveyed my feelings.
It was in the morning, a relatively busy time before heading to work.
My husband was laughing while tying up his long hair.
I told him, 'Am I the only one overflowing with love? Sorry about that.'
'That's not true,' he said, and tied his long hair for a little longer than usual.
I walk about 20 minutes to get to the office.
Then, I got a LINE message from my husband.
"My feelings"
I hadn't opened the screen yet, but
for my husband, who is the type not to say relatively important things over LINE, to say something like that...
The heart-pounding feeling from before we started dating attacked me.
It's okay, it's not from being out of breath from walking.
When I opened the screen, this was it.
Wait a minute, CEO, that's too difficult.
After that, he added a single word: '8524 Hokuyo Bank'.
When I look it up now, it's a chart like this.
I have no idea what this is, and my investment skill is the type that just dumps everything into All Country via NISA.
Do you like it? What is this?
Did you buy stocks for our 1-year anniversary that are going up?
Is that what love is?
Anyway, I didn't understand, so I did my work.
I understand work, so it calms my heart.
Anyway, I did my work.
I returned home.
While waiting for my husband to come home, I portioned out the pre-made meals.
I put the lettuce and bean sprouts in a bowl filled with water,
and while the vegetables were soaking up the water and becoming crisp,
I took a shower.
My husband came home.
We set the table and said 'itadakimasu'.
After we finished reporting on each other's work,
the COO brought it up.
"What was that chart?"
My husband smiled, and as he served himself some grilled zucchini, he said this.
"If it goes up suddenly, it crashes. Both exchange rates and Hokuyo Bank are rising slowly. They are good stocks.
"
I felt like I understood what he meant.
When my husband decides on something, he pushes forward until he's worn out.
If he decides to be devoted, he stays devoted even if he's betrayed again and again.
I knew that he had been exhausted by that, and I also knew his integrity, which made it impossible for him to hate someone even when he was exhausted.
I thought that my husband was now building up a sense of security, like a stock price that fluctuates when viewed on a daily chart, but rises little by little when viewed over the long term.
You can't convey what you're thinking to each other unless you put it into words.
Wanting to be understood or wanting someone to notice is just ego.
The basics of organizational development are knowing the person, nurturing their strengths, and giving feedback only in a private space. The goal is to 'be understood,' and emotional delivery does not serve that purpose.
I feel that such a premise is the foundation of our organization.
On our monthly anniversary, we have engaged in a lot of self-disclosure, such as 'the effort he makes to put things into words,' 'the decrease in foul language even when complaining about work,' 'the fact that he remembered what I said,' and 'the fact that he looked me in the eye and told me even the unpleasant things.'
Like these charts that continue to rise even now, I want to continue working hard on building our organization so that my husband's trust in me will continue to accumulate gently.
I hope it doesn't crash!!!
Thank you for reading until the end!
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