Design

One month before my 40th birthday, I walked across a stage in a cap and gown. At the time I was carrying a full course load, a full-throttle internship, a part-time late night bartending gig, two daughters in middle school, a couple of dogs, and — of course — my husband. If that sounds like a lot, it's because it was. I basically ran a small circus and moonlighted as a college student. I didn't have a true weekend for months on end.

Some kids wanted a pony. I wanted to cover something — anything — completely in Lisa Frank. And not something small. I wanted it to be big. A major piece of furniture. Go big or go home, that's the only way to do a Lisa Frank furniture flip!

We raised our girls, sold the house and 85% of everything we owned, and took off. There's no storage unit holding 25 years of our crap — there's a single shelf in my mom's basement, and that's about it. We miss nothing. It's been a year and a half of this lifestyle and we keep on keeping on.