Sorry in advance for the long post.
My DH and I lived in our last house for 9 years. We had many reasons for wanting to move – busy and congested ‘access only’ street not only used as a rat run but also served a primary school; horrible neighbours at the rear with barking dogs; the extensive development next door which changed our outlook and impacted on our privacy (we objected to the plans, which affected neighbourly relations, but the Council approved them anyway); lack of space as we now both WFH … to name just a few.
We had a terrible time with the house selling/buying process, and it took us a year from first listing to eventually moving. We lost 3 buyers along the way for a range of reasons, but our 4th buyer stuck. It also took us some time to find a new house. The house we chose was the best we had seen, in a familiar area, that ticked a lot of boxes. I was really excited about it. I felt like this was the house we had been waiting for.
We moved last Friday, and it was on Saturday that I started to feel awful. The things that I thought wouldn’t bother me are now bothering me. For example, I was aware that we would be one of the first few houses serving a big cul-de-sac, meaning we would experience some traffic, but it feels as though the volume of traffic is similar to the last place. I can hear the cars in different rooms in the house, and the main part of the garden (it’s a wraparound garden) backs onto the road. I also hadn’t noticed the potential to feel very overlooked if the garden hadn’t of been landscaped in such a way (trees blocking neighbouring windows, etc).
What makes me most depressed is how dark the house is – we moved from a house facing NE-SW with huge windows and lots of light at all times of the day. Our new house is N-S facing with smaller windows. A lot of rooms in the house (even some S facing rooms) are very dark because of the way the house has been constructed. The entrance hallway gets hardly any natural light, so the house isn’t very welcoming when you first step inside. Some rooms need the lights on constantly, and I’m feeling very down about it. We could cut back some of the trees to encourage more light inside in some areas, but we would then be very overlooked. I’m asking myself whether the grey gloomy weather is contributing to a lack of light (but some rooms are still getting a lot of light!).
I’m not sure whether my feelings will improve in time or whether we’ve made a mistake. I’ve cried every day since. My DH gets angry with me every time I start crying and keeps reminding me of why we moved and chose this house. I’m not pining for my old house as such, and I know why we moved/chose this house, but I’m just seeing challenges to overcome and don’t know if I will. I feel so guilty for being the main driver behind this move and now feeling very unhappy.
Has anyone experienced similar feelings with it all working out in the end?