I was 17 when I moved out. My parents drove me crazy. I love them to death and all, but they would drive me up the wall. I got my first job at that age, had it for 2 weeks, then I moved out. I lived in a basement suite for about 3 months, and the funny thing is, I only paid $85 in rent that entire time. I really don't know how I lived there for that long.

Then I lived in a partment for many years, then my folks retired, and offered me their house for a good price. I just sold it for twice the amount that I paid for it, and now I'm moving to Vancouver, which, by chance, my folks live in White Rock about an hour or so drive my Vancouver, so that buffer zone has went down about 1000km's.