I lived with my parents until I was 23.
Yep, I was that guy — the twenty-something nerd without a real job, living in his parents’ house, and spending all his time on the Internet.
But if I hadn’t lived with my parents as long as I did, I probably wouldn’t be enjoying the success I have today.
Our house was a single story, 1,400 square feet home in La Palma, California. Eventually my parents expanded the house and added another living room. As far as I was concerned, the house wasn’t bad, except there wasn’t any air conditioning in hot California, and the rooms were small.
