And other things. A few years ago DH and I bought a run down house cheap at auction. We worked through every annual leave break and bank holiday and weekends to turn it into a home worth living in. We sold at a profit and sunk the whole £40,000 profit as a deposit (a hell of a lot in my neck of the woods) into a a beautifully done, extended 3 bed semi in DH hometown. We had recently just started our family, and wanted our 'forever' family home.
Our house is absolutely wonderful. Hardwood floors, marble fireplace, two reception rooms, two baths. Plenty of space for DC to play and a nice vibe. It's pretty much top of our monthly budget mortgage wise.
A few months after we moved in the next door neighbour (attached) sadly died. He was a quiet man, so we were not aware of how thin the walls were.
We also moved in winter. As summer approached last year, our street and the street that backs onto our garden went absolutely crazy. I mean full on belting raves in gardens, constant parties with people screaming and smashing glasses, someone even had a "festival" in their back garden with a professional singer and sound equipment. I'm not joking you could hear it for miles.
The next door neighbours on the other side had loud parties in their back garden, and unfortunately they all sit right underneath my child's bedroom window. I was in his room one night and it sounded like a night club toilet. Could hear people laughing and the thudding of music. I tried to shrug it off as a one off but it carried on all summer long. Every Friday Saturday and Sunday night. We have french doors in the back and could rarely have them open through the summer, because we wouldn't be able to hear the tv.
I began watching the weather forecast and praying for rain, because it would mean some peace and quiet. Madness.
A few weeks ago the house next door became occupied. They have children and I exepected to hear them. But they actually wake us up 
The mum screams all day long and the kids scream back, and currently one of them is drilling on our side of the wall and it's nearly 9pm. It's disturbing our DC.
The other side is currently having another garden party, again under DC window. The house that backs on to us are also making a lot of noise, it's just coming at us from every angle.
I dont know how much of this is normal, what is generally expected in suburban communities and what's out of order. I seem to have completely lost my perspective on this and I'm consumed by the thoughts of what our neighbours will be doing if it's a sunny weekend then dreading it all week.
I stayed at work an extra hour on a Friday because I just didn't want to come home. So I sort of think I need to sort my self out somehow.
Also, the area hasn't turned out to be what I hoped. Our car has been keyed already (as well as all the cars down the street) by local youths I believe. There seems to be a lot of petty crime and theft.
My thoughts are what is the point of having our lovely family home if I don't want to spend any time there because it's just not peaceful? We don't go out at night as we have young DC and this is it for us. But then I can't really move as money is tight and there's no guaranteeing this won't happen elsewhere.
If you got to the end of this thank you. I just don't know how to handle this anxiety anymore