Oh man, I forgot about those days. When I got my first apartment it was a real wakeup call for how many things I had always taken for granted. Even just little things that you never had to think about before. Clothes hangers, clothing irons, wash cloths, spoons! All of those have to be purchased. I made a TV stand out of cinder blocks and a board, and then I realized I didn't even have a TV. I bought a cat piss couch for $35 and rented a rug doctor to clean it. I found a dining room table and chairs in an alley and carried them 2 blocks home and washed them off with the hose outside. I had no electronic entertainment, and this was before smart phones, so I would sit at my table that I found in the alley, drink beer, and solve a 1000 piece puzzle. It didn't really matter much, because I was all about socializing and partying back then. I rarely spent time at home alone. Those first few adult years are pretty cool, in a desperate and inventive sort of way.