And also great, because one of the things I really want to do on this blog is to start setting the bar so much lower for us all. If I waited until I could do all this stuff perfectly, I'd never have done anything, because who can do it 'perfectly', at least initially?
It's the same thing with absolutely everything I've been busy with the last few months.
When I started Emunaroma up, I had no idea how to sort out the technical aspects of a blog, or even if I was going to have enough to talk about every week.
I prayed on it (which is the big key to getting anything to move), I asked G-d to help me, and He sent me…my husband! (see, they are sometimes useful) who told me about a great website builder he'd just found.
I got my first website set up in 2 hours. Was it perfect? No. Did it do the job? You tell me - you're reading this post, so you must like this blog at least that much.
Over the months, I've tweaked, rearranged, learnt a few more things, nearly all of which have started off incredibly imperfect.
Then, I got a bee in my bonnet about finishing my book. Again, I could have drafted and redrafted until it was perfect (and probably died in the attempt…) but I decided to pray on it, ask G-d for help, and then just take the plunge and start sending the manuscript out to friends for comments, in all its imperfection.
That was a great decision - I got a lot of very useful feedback that helped me reshape the whole book, rewrite it in less than a month, and move on to the next stage of trying to find an agent.
The latest draft is 99% done. I'm sending out my query letters to literary agents anyway, because (as I keep mentioning) IT DOESN'T HAVE TO BE PERFECT.
My lack of perfection is becoming my hallmark: you'll find it all over this website, all over my podcasts, all over JEMI, all over my book, and certainly in every area of my life.
My bathroom is imperfectly spotless; my cooking is imperfectly tasteless and boring (at least, some of the time); my dishes are often half-done, my attempts to be a good mother are usually half-baked, and my efforts to make challah are SO imperfect that it deserves a whole blog of its own, to try and do it justice.
But you know what? I love all my imperfection. I'd much rather a great podcast with an imperfect ending (because my recording studio is my living room) than no podcast at all.
And usually, that is the choice: imperfect reality, or perfect make-believe.
So whatever it is you're procrastinating about, or sitting on, or not believing in yourself enough about - pray on it, ask G-d for help and take the plunge, imperfectly.
Anyway, the outcome is up to G-d, and the process is really all we've got. It may not be perfect, but it's SOMETHING, it's tangible, it's real, and you'll feel so good that you put some of your own unique light out there into the world, however imperfectly it ultimately came out.