How do I calm my obsession with the thermometer?

How do I overcome my thermometer obsession? That's the question I finally asked myself after realizing the toxic relationship I have with a small white box: a pocket thermometer with a digital display.

It all began on a boiling day, plunged into the torpor of an apartment, as the clock struck 10 p.m. In the bedroom, 28.5°C. Behind the bay window, facing southeast, 29.7°C. Methodical, my powers of discernment most likely clouded, I continued taking readings at regular intervals well after nightfall. The hallway wall: 29.3°C. Near the sofa: 30.4°C.

The day after, Météo-France (…

Article reserved for subscribers.

Log in

Want to read more?

All our articles in full from €1

Subscribe

Or

Discover all our offers