In lots of ways I know IABU, as it’s in a nice part of the country. I think my feelings about it are definitely affected by the fact that it was way more partner’s choice than mine, it’s near where he grew up and he felt it would be a good place to raise children which, on the whole, it is. But, I’m increasingly feeling that I hate where I live. It’s what used to be a very small, quiet village, no shop, one pub, and not well connected - train station to nearest (small) city is a 20 minute walk away, nearest (small) town is a half hour walk away.
In the last 10 years or so the village has had a real influx of new build housing and more people so, while still badly connected and difficult to get out of and boring, it’s not quiet. The road that runs through the village is really busy and noisy from early morning to evening and it’s driving me crazy particularly in summer when you ideally want the windows open. I just feel, for goodness sake, if we’re going to live somewhere so dull and cut off I at least want quiet? Yes in theory I could drive to the town or train station and that’s quicker than walking but parking has become a huge issue, unless you literally take off at 7am there’s no guarantee of a parking place at the station and so again it just feels like the worst of both worlds in terms of being both cut off and busy. I feel like I’m constantly champing my teeth in frustration. AIBU to feel there has to be something better than this? I lived in a midsize UK city previously and had total quiet in my neighbourhood plus could walk to cafes etc in about 10 minutes, half an hour into city centre. You know, an actual life. It’s driving me crazy!