Moving away from my hometown, but not my hairdresser

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One week after graduating from James Madison University in 2010, I started worked at a newspaper in Carlisle. I had applied for jobs up and down the East Coast, near my parents’ home in Connecticut but also as far away as South Carolina.

Pennsylvania is where I ended up. And for the past two years, I’ve loved it.

But there are a lot of changes when moving to a new state, especially after living in the same small town for 18 years. You seek out new doctors and apply for a new driver’s license; trust someone new to change your oil and hold on to your hard-earned cash.

And they’re all your decisions — no more visits to the pediatrician you’ve seen since you were 4 years old, or the mechanic you chose just because your parents also brought their cars there.

I’ve relied on recommendations from friends, a bit of Internet research and a healthy dose of put-on-your-big-girl-panties-and-deal-with-it.

What I haven’t done is find a new hair stylist.

And so, on two of my treks home each year, I call up my friend Steph and ask her to squeeze me in somewhere. She’s been cutting my hair since I was 12 and I tried to give myself bangs (a disaster, of course), and she makes me look fabulous.

Do you have any big-girl (or big-boy) changes that you haven’t made yet? Do you still trek home to see a doctor or get your car serviced? Am I the only one with one foot still in my hometown?

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