(This was only exacerbated by the tendency of the pipes in the back of the house to explode if we got three consecutive days of sub-freezing weather. More than once I woke up bolt upright in bed, heart pounding, when I realized that the water was running full blast for no apparent reason.)
Anyway, it's taken some time to start to trust the new house, but it's coming gradually. Right now I'm sitting in the great room as waves of white noise come from the ceiling. And I'm finally getting to the point where that's kinda soothing, actually...