What's a Girl to Do?

I'm having a MAJOR DILEMMA. Abby is the girl who waxes my eyebrows. She is great. I actually feel a sense of love for her. Maybe it’s the way she lowers the heat of the wax before my appointment so that it doesn’t scald my sensitive skin. Maybe it’s the way she gets bitchy when I dare pluck my eyebrows myself (which, incidentally, I have not done in over 2 years since she yelled at me last). Maybe I love Abby because since our first meeting she has nurtured and trained my eyebrows into the shape that they are today. Abby also happens to give phenomenal facials. So on the rare times that I treat myself to a facial I am pampered and soothed by her tiny little Zen hands.

Last month Abbie went on maternity leave. She gave me her cell phone number and told me that she will not be coming back to the spa after she has her baby, but that she will be doing waxing and facials out of her home. I was thrilled and excited that I would still be able to go to her for her services and that it’ll cost me less money.

In the meantime, I had to have my eyebrows done while she was off having her baby. So I made an appointment with any random girl at the spa. And that’s when I met Joy. Her name should give away how I felt after she did my eyebrows. She waxed and tweezed and snipped my eyebrows into the most beautiful arches. I went directly to my mother’s house to show her the stellar work and recommend that she go to Joy immediately. Instantly, I also knew that I was in trouble. A looming sense of guilt overpowered me as I wrestled with my feelings inside. I’ve been seeing Abby for so many years now and I feel a sense of loyalty towards her and I feel ashamed.

Slap a scarlet “A” across my chest! I saw Joy again last night.

Abby had a C-section so I figure I should give her about 6 weeks to recuperate before it’s appropriate to call her. Thankfully, I have about another 2 weeks before that time comes and I can squeeze another appointment in with Joy. But to be honest, I’m torn. I don’t know what to do. I love my eyebrows when I’m with Joy. But my loyalties lie with Abby. Should I break the bond and seek the services of Joy because she’s new and exciting? Or should I stay with the Abby because of all that we’ve been through and how consistently good she’s been to my brows? Oh, the agony of indecision!