As I sit here in my mix-matched pj’s working, writing, editing, chatting…I email my dear gorgeous friend Zoe to get her thoughts before going live. She is the only one I have shared this with, and that is scary enough. I do however, know that she loves me so its a risk I’m prepared to take. Little do I know, that after having made all the amendments she gave me, she was going live. RIGHT THEN. Ready or not. My heart sank and I screamed into my keyboard, “I’M NOT READY!!!”. Hmmmm. Too late. Its out there. I wasn’t ready and I wasn’t ready, in both senses. I had some last minute adjustments to do and oh yes, I WASN’T READY! Within seconds I received a positive comment. Heartening…but I still wasn’t ready. It came down, another message, “I was enjoying that!” Still not ready. What was I waiting for? Who the hell knows. Perfection? Probably. “Give it up” I hear my wise self say to my fearful self. “That’s never gonna happen”. And so, with all the imperfections, I finally concede. I am ready.