another day in paradise

I'm writing this at 10 to 12 on Sunday night, but will be publishing it at some point Monday afternoon, I'm back in work after a week's holiday and I'm miserable. I'm aware I complain a lot about my career and I'm sure there's plenty of people out there screaming that it's as simple as 'making a change', the truth is that fear is frankly crippling when it comes to 'making that change'. I get all motivated on Sunday night, thinking this next week will be different, I suppose it's delusion more than anything but it does make me feel good, right up until I wake up fresh on Monday morning. The truth is that my job isn't 'bad', the people I work with are great and I'm more than capable of doing the role, and even if it did 'excite' me (which is doesn't), it certainly doesn't challenge me and given the nature of it, it's a role on borrowed time with no chance of further progression. It leaves me with a dilemma though of where I go next. I'm aware I have to make that change and I'm 99% sure…