seven year itch

You've heard of the seven year itch haven't you? The supposed inclination after 7 years of a marriage to split up, move on or cheat?
Well, I'm not married, but I have a feeling this 7 year itch applies to more than just marriages... I have been feeling like I need a change lately, as you all know from my recent posts. (Its practically all I talk about). Needing a change from this routine life I have found myself in. And I can't go past the coincidence that I have been living in Brisbane for 7 years... 7 years, and here I am with itchy feet!
I think thats living proof.
I'm actually really confused... I have no idea where to turn next.
You see, I was offered by GV to move to Noosa, and become part of a centralised Registration department for both Brisbane and Noosa. Which would mean, I would start working with the Registrar of Noosa, in Noosa and do all enrolments for Brisbane from there. It would mean I would move to Noosa... At first, I was jumping up and down, brilliant idea, exactly what I was thinking of doing, moving to the coast. But, unfortunately, I would be be paying a lot more in rent, and probably transport (definitely an issue there because I don't have a car, and would need to start learning), and as it stands, would be on the same salary. (Don't get me started on that, even though my manager has told me that if I moved off this Reception desk and became a Registrar I would get a pay rise... I think, because I would be moving to Noosa, they can get away with not giving me a pay rise)... (bollocks to that I say). But I still like the idea... I mean, it would be nice, for a change... The other issue would be Marcel. He has a lot of travelling over the coming months, and every time he comes back, he comes back to Brisbane. Would like to see him between his travelling, and also, his brother is coming to study in Brisbane from January. We would like to be here for him, and being in Noosa is not being here. So, I have said maybe, and am meant to be thinking about it.
Over the weekend though, I applied for two other positions at Griffith University. Fiona, who recently left GV to work for Griffith, sent these ads through to me to have a look, as a possible way out during the time I was having a lot of problems working here. At first, I thought I would apply, but then I thought again, and if I am planning to go travelling with Marcel soon, I probably shouldn't start a new job and then get a bad name for leaving after 4 or 5 months. So, then I decided not to apply... Then, I met up with Fiona on Friday afternoon, and she changed my mind again, saying that people never know what they will be doing, and I should give this a go if it will help with my boredom here... Anyway, she convinced me to apply, and so, applications have been sent, and answers received. (They will review the applications and contact me within the next 4 weeks). Now, this morning, I have thought again... and I think I shouldn't have applied. When I think about it, if I left GV now, and told them I was leaving to work for Griffith University, I have a feeling management here would be more than a little peeved off... Whereas, if I stuck it out here, and just focused on leaving next year, I could ask GV for a year off (possibly), so that I may leave to travel, and should things not go well, come back and have a safety net. But then, the thing is, do I really want to come back here...
Ahhh... too much thinking hurts my brain. Very confused... I want a change, but change will come next year, so maybe I should just stick it out until then...

Or, I could just concentrate on the upcoming holiday to New Zealand, and think about all this stuff after I come back... hehe