After years, of nurturing a semi-psychotic obsession with all things the Brothers Grimm, and feeling hopelessly un-fairytale like, the fairy dust tides have turned and I, the Urban Single Mom am now a bona fide fairytale character.
I... am Snow White! Yes, you heard me. Snow White! And not only that, but I also have my very own, real life posse of Seven Dwarfs! (Please insert fireworks and the Disney theme song here!) Er... well...
Truth be told, it’s not like I really have, ‘hair as black as coal’, or, ‘lips, red as blood’. Neither, I might add, is there an evil witch who concocts wicked assassination attempts, or an infuriatingly honest talking mirror in the works.
Of both these facts, though, I am incredibly grateful; as I’m sure no one really wants to deal with a Sangoma stepmother or a mirror that speaks. As much as I can understand that they thicken the plot, it’s all just a bit too creepy for me, thank you!
Nor, I must concede, have I met anyone called Prince Charming yet. But yet again, I’m not too worried about that either. I’ve always considered The Prince to be a
little long winded. Besides, I don’t think a man person who spends most of his time galloping in the wind, who calls himself ‘Charming’, and only pitches up two seconds before the end credits roll, should be trusted all that much.
If you don’t mind me saying so, that’s rather arrogant... and distinctly without personality or swagger.
I know what you must be thinking. I’m not really, ‘the fairest one of them all’ nor do I really live in, ‘an enchanted forest’, or have any real interest in, ‘love’s first kiss’ – well, then I’m not really Snow White, am I?
Oh, but I am. For I have seven hilarious, engaging, protective and utterly loveable guys who for all intents and purposes, I really do live with. Given the fact that I spend eight hours a day with them, from Monday to Friday.
Happy is the most unconventional boss in the world, in the sense that he is, well, happy. All. The. Time. Complete with early morning laughs, random email jokes and a drawer with muesli and caramel rusks for coffee breaks. His ‘happy’ demeanour is probably the true reason why I as a flighty, freelance spirit, could adapt so well to a new company.
Grumpy is second in command, and sits next to me. No one wants to sit next to Grumpy because he steals your desk snacks and is highly erratic. But I don’t mind. When you love someone, you have to accept them, faults and all.
Doc, truly does know everything about everything. But unlike his fairytale counterpart, has way better fashion sense.
Bashfull sits in his studio the entire day, but when he’s not around we all miss him and his dreadlocks terribly.
Sneezy’s sneezes might not have superpowers, but his hands sure do! He’s our resident Mr. Fix it and can fix anything from a cable to a broken heart.
Dopey doesn’t speak much, not because he’s doped up, but because he only speaks when something is truly important. That’s why when Dopey speaks, we all listen. And that leaves us with Sleepy, an awesome fella who ‘sleeps’ with his eyes open. His body is here but we all suspect his mind
is somewhere else, where the stars shine brightly and music fills the air.
They are, all seven of them, my corporate world life line ... and I, their Snow White with a twist. Now really, what more can a girl ask for?