There’s a lot to be said for moving out and getting your own life. I went to college at 18, went back to my parents’ house the first two summers, and after that was on my own, until I got married at 22.
I’d learned to iron much earlier, of course :-).
So far, having my “own life” hasn’t been what I thought it would, but that’s more due to some things beyond my control. No use swelling on the negatives though.