Spinning around (like a record)?

Dead or Alive classic 80s tune you say? Not quite since what has me spinning around is the search for a job!

I went from interviewing for a positions at a pensions magazine on Tuesday to interviewing for a position at a forest products publication today.

Certainly, neither expects me to knowledgeable on the subject matter and I had to train myself at best ways to put forward my transferable skills and blah blah, in a "less factual more 'sales-cy' manner" as one of the recruiters I recently met with advised me.

Among one of the things that makes me feel slightly bipolar is the location factor or I am developing multiple personality disorder...

While the Pensions' mag job is in London and I made sure I highlighted my interested to remain in this country for the next 3-5 yrs the interviewer for the Forest Products mag asked me how I felt about relocation... I said that I obviously had a lot of experience in it -one look at my CV should confirm that - and that I would be more than delighted if the offer was right!

The thing is both answers are truthful... I could stay in London provided I find the 'right' job. I have friends here, and enjoy the social events the city has to offer. Then again I could move to Brussels, after all they do have lovely sugar waffles, chocolate and fries - I'll give beer a miss! Plus, I could even learn some Dutch whilst there...

The weighing of any pros and cons would be heavily influenced by the quality of the offer and the quality of life this offer would enable...

The ties I have in London are either flexible enough (true friendships can survive time and space) or insufficient (it's not like my phone contract is going to prevent me from changing countries).

As for establishing new ties, its not like it is obvious -as you get older you become a bit more 'difficult' when it comes to the people you let into your life - but it's not impossible, and I have certainly done it before.

Should a job be just that, a job? Something I MUST do in order to live/pay the bills? Changing my interests as often as I change socks? Should I just accept that while my job could be potentially interesting I will not necessarily/significantly contribute to my life's happiness?

Still I am secretly hoping I will hear back from this one particular application I sent... Maybe by Monday I'll know... Despite knowing that I shouldn't bring my hopes up I feel that the potential for disappointment at the possible absence of news is quite high.

This job search thing is confusing, emotionally draining and it appears to be very indicative of the conformity that defines the compromises we must make in Life. Sigh!