I’ve just spent six days on holiday with some of my extended family, all adults, staying in a hotel with my own room and en suite bathroom. It was great and we had a lot of fun but after less than a week I’m VERY happy to be back in my own home with the knowledge that it’ll just be me and my cat in the morning. Maybe some people would prefer to keep living with family into adulthood, maybe I would if I’d been used to it but as it stands I love my parents and siblings though the idea of living with them fills me with dread.