Then after being "comfortable" all those years, I felt like it was time to move on. No definite I-can-put-my- finger-on-it reason, but more of a yearning for something different. I began to pay attention to the hair of people I worked with and ask questions. I tried one guy for several months. I was happy, but the good chair conversation was hit and miss. I asked around again. That's when I found true hair chair love. :>)
She knows her stuff, she's an amazing listener, says what she thinks (tempered with love) and makes me feel like I've had some good friend therapy after spending time with her. The co-worker who gave the recommendation has since retired, but whenever we'd bump into each other in the halls I'd try to remember to thank her yet again.
Not always, but definitely this time--change IS good!