I am fast approaching the end of my FMLA leave–I go back to work on Friday (just in time for the long weekend!). It’s been a fantastic six weeks home with the family, getting to know our new son. As much as I’ve enjoyed being home, I have the distinct feeling that no matter how hard I get worked back at the office, it’s going to feel restful by comparison. I have newfound respect for all the stay-at-home parents of the world.
One thing I have planned for Friday is donuts. Good ones, not the stuff you get from your local supermarket. I’m talking about donuts that begin their short lives in greasy little mom and pop donut shops. My donuts come from The Donut Kettle and they’re awesome. Especially right out of the fryer at 5am. So my plan is to wake up way too early (the last few weeks of baby feedings have conditioned me, so no fear), head down to the Kettle and score a couple dozen of their finest to bring into the office (and a handful for the family, of course).
I’ve been away from the office for a long time and donuts will help everyone remember who I am. Maybe there are one or two people who are a little grumpy at how long I’ve been away. Donuts will ease the pain.
Managers of the world, I beseech you: do not overlook the healing power of donuts. Do your people suspect that you might be a Sith Lord? Sway their opinions with the healing power of donuts. The road to hell may be paved with good intentions, but I’m convinced that the other road is covered with donuts.
I believe in the healing power of donuts.