Our bedroom windows are terrible, the wind positively howls through them even if it's just a light breeze.
I love it, it's so atmospheric, like living at Wuthering Heights. I love nothing more than being warm and cosy I bed as the wind whistles through our shoddy windows.
My husband occasionally mentions getting them replaced and I have to distract him with some other home improvement project.
What fault or quirk about your home are you attached to?