All change! The next stop awaits...
When we moved to Brighton we knew it was temporary - a tactical move so that my husband could get a promotion and I could do my diploma in journalism. And it's panned out well, we're happy here - it's been a great nine months. But the end is nigh, and the new year will be spent in another new city.
Last time I posted (back in March) I was in the middle of two months of unpaid interning at various media outlets and looking for work in journalism or journalism-adjacent roles. I applied for PR jobs, content writer jobs, journalism jobs and marketing jobs. One of the marketing jobs stuck and I've been there since April (with a three week break for an epic van roadtrip in May).
In France, I worked much less - doing the odd freelance job here and there - but I always had a nagging feeling that I should want to work more. So I was looking forward to being back in an office environment, thinking a steady job in a new career would fulfil me. I'd get my head down, be a movie montage of someone working really hard and being really successful. Like Rocky but rapid tweeting instead of running up steps. And I win the fight.
And while I do enjoy my job and and like the company, it's not that missing piece of the puzzle that I had hoped it would be. Maybe nothing is? I don't know if I just don't derive much satisfaction from work or if I just haven't found something that clicks.
But then, I wonder if I'm expecting too much. Am I getting caught up in the current 'finding your passion' and 'if you love what you do you'll never work a day in your life' middle-class bullshit. Is it really such a bad thing to have an okay job you do just to get by? I'm sure that's how the vast majority of the world feels, but recently I've noticed this pressure (Instagram-led, I'd say) to not only be successful but also incredibly gratified by your role, and to be constantly striving for more. Adoring your job is a wonderful plus, but maybe you don't need to be a #girlboss to feel like you've done something with your life. We need people to do the mundane jobs too.
I like what I do, but I'm not going to change the world or become a millionaire by doing it. And for some reason it feels like admitting defeat to say that.