Drink More Hot Water
Language: en
Returning from a business trip, I casually grabbed the smart kettle on the kitchen counter to pour myself a glass of water. A second later, I froze. The water was ice cold. Victoria and I had been married for three years. She was a militant health fanatic, imposing draconian rules on both herself and me. Our smart kettle was programmed to sit at exactly 99.5 degrees, every single minute of every single day. Once, I accidentally bumped the temperature down a single degree. She lectured me for four agonizing hours. Our house contained absolutely nothing but purified water. Sugar was poison.…