I moved out to the coast after I graduated college. My family had lived on the west coast until we moved when I was 12 after my dad got a job out of state. But I had always felt like the coast was home, so I headed there to find a job and start my life as a full-fledged adult.
We still had a lot of family friends who lived out there so I had asked one of them if I could stay with them until I found my own place. I stayed with Jerry and Michelle at their home. Their daughter, Brie, was getting married in two weeks and was moving out and they said I could take her room.
Until then, I slept on the couch in the living room and had very little privacy. It was a small house and only had two bedrooms and one bathroom. Jerry came home from work every day and watched tv until midnight and Michelle woke up early every morning to cook and do housework. I had nowhere to be by myself.