My 26 year old son is still living with us, and we are all totally fine with it. We’ve been an extremely close family all along, and I consider him my best friend, and I’m sure he would say the same thing.
OTOH, I couldn’t wait to get out of my parents house. I could deal with it over summer breaks, but as soon as I moved back in after college, it was clear they still considered me a high schooler, and imposed a 10 pm curfew during the week, and an 11pm curfew on the weekends (so understanding). I didn’t say No to that, I just ignored it, like any adult would. Imposing a curfew? Please.
Then they called me one Sunday morning and woke me up at my girlfriend’s place, and demanded I return home and explain myself (“What do you want me to say? I got laid, like an actual grown adult, which I am”).
Got with a buddy, pooled our minimum wages, and got an apartment together. Back then, rent was $300, so it was possible. Even with a friend, I doubt my son could get the money together to get an apartment today. His student loans are going to eat too much of his income for a significant portion of his life. He certainly couldn’t do it on minimum wage.
Rooster326@programming.dev 4 weeks ago
Honestly having kids, and returning to multi-generational homes might be the only way one is retiring these days.
Good luck on that one.
AlecSadler@lemmy.blahaj.zone 4 weeks ago
My wife and I have no kids and live with family and we’re still dubious on retiring 😹😿
(granted part of this is due to losing all our money*2 during covid when some local businesses shuttered)
BarneyPiccolo@lemmy.today 3 weeks ago
My 26 year old son is still living with us, and we are all totally fine with it. We’ve been an extremely close family all along, and I consider him my best friend, and I’m sure he would say the same thing.
OTOH, I couldn’t wait to get out of my parents house. I could deal with it over summer breaks, but as soon as I moved back in after college, it was clear they still considered me a high schooler, and imposed a 10 pm curfew during the week, and an 11pm curfew on the weekends (so understanding). I didn’t say No to that, I just ignored it, like any adult would. Imposing a curfew? Please.
Then they called me one Sunday morning and woke me up at my girlfriend’s place, and demanded I return home and explain myself (“What do you want me to say? I got laid, like an actual grown adult, which I am”).
Got with a buddy, pooled our minimum wages, and got an apartment together. Back then, rent was $300, so it was possible. Even with a friend, I doubt my son could get the money together to get an apartment today. His student loans are going to eat too much of his income for a significant portion of his life. He certainly couldn’t do it on minimum wage.
He’s welcome to stay as long as he wants.