I graduated from college with my BA when I was twenty, and moved back in with my parents while I looked for a job (I’d been living in the dorms while I was at school). At the time, I was engaged to my now-husband.
I got a job after I’d been home for about a month. Shortly thereafter–within a couple of a days of beginning the job–my dad got into one of his moods, and started yelling at my mom. He was calling her lazy, and I guess it really struck a nerve. My dad had very recently been unemployed for over a year, and my mom had been the sole breadwinner in addition to doing all the housework and parenting stuff. She’d even gotten a second job working in a department store, even though she worked in a full-time professional position.
I defended my mom. He told me that if I didn’t like the way he ran things, then I could move out. I decided that, no, I didn’t like the way he ran things, and I was making enough to be on my own, so I moved in with my now-husband, who was renting a house at the time.
We’re married now, and we’ve bought our own house. Additionally, I get along better with my dad now that we’re not living under the same roof. So, really, it was an all-around win win, though I think it shocked my dad at the time.
If I can update my own post, I’ve got an apartment in Manhattan lined up. If all of that works out - and I say ‘if’ just because of my nerves, not because of questions about what’ll happen - I’ll be out of the nest shortly before or shortly after I turn 24.
About five weeks after turning 21. My name had been mud ever since flunking out of university, so the first salaried job that came along, I was out of there. It meant living about seven hours’ travel time away from the parental home and not knowing one single soul where I’d moved to, but that was all part of the deal. Too bad that it turned out that I hated the job and had so little self-esteem after the aforementioned flunking that I couldn’t envisage getting one I liked better, but hey, I only wasted nine years of my life on it. :smack:
I’m still living in my parents’ house, but I left, and was doing fine on my own money for a few months (and I came back to be with my younger [up to 17 years younger] siblings, not because of money).
I was home schooled (which is why I can’t spell), I finished year 12 at 14, then went to uni at 15 (to study animal tech [which is somewhere between vet nursing and animal research], nothing really cool like law school or med school or anything), and I had no job at the time, so at that point it wasn’t really an issue, they paid uni fees. This year, for the first time, I’m paying.
I want to stay with the kids for at least a few more years, and my family has a pretty kickarse house , so I’ll be around here for a while, but I’m glad I’ve proved that I can live by myself and still be adding to my savings, not using them up.
I’m 25 and still living at home.
I did go to Uni and stayed in college accomodation then, when I was 19-22 - but that was only half the year, at holidays I was back home. When I finished university I got a job and started paying (subsidised) rent to my parents.
I still can’t afford to move out on my own, other than a houseshare - but I’m already in a houseshare, with people I get on with and a nice house at a good price.
My girlfriend and I want to move in together towards the end of this year. She needs to decide what career path she’s taking first, though.
Umm, how does that work? Last time I checked, animal technology was only run as TAFE through VU in Melbourne.
Did you actually get a grade 12 certificate and a ranking?
In my browser I’m showing as the author of this thread when I’m not.
Well that explains why your OP seemed rather strange to me. :smack: Sock, I guess.
I left at 17 for university in a city 4 hours away, don’t plan on ever returning to live.
