First year was the hardest for us. The week before we got married, we had to pick out everything for the house that was being remodeled for us to buy. That was stressful, but we knew that the contractors were working hard to get the job done. After a 2-week honeymoon, we came back and found that NOTHING was done. That, plus the existing owner's wife cancelled all of our orders and wanted everything cream with a white kitchen.... long story, but we didn't buy that house after that.
The house he had been living in needed to go back to the owner's DD. They are friends of ours and would have extended our stay, but DH was trying to be nice to them since owner's DD was pregnant. We had to move out of that house 6-weeks after our wedding.... DH wouldn't rent somewhere because we'd have to sign a lease and we wanted to get into our own house quickly. He moved me into his mother's basement.

We used his best friend's lake house on weekends, but he wouldn't stay at the lake all week with me because he didn't want to commute.
Six weeks later, I moved out of his mother's house, in with my parents. I slept on their pull-out couch each night. I moved out because his brother, who had been behaving very badly and was thrown out prior to our arrival came back home. If his mother was content to put up with his abuse, that was fine, but I wasn't willing to do that.
The house that we bought was being used by another family who was building a 6,000 sq. ft., one floor home. They needed the house until September.... then October... then... So, from May 1st until late October, we lived with his mother, at the lake and when it was too cold at the lake, he'd stay with me on the couch in my parents' house on weekends.
It seemed like the day our 1st anniversary came around, the badness and the difficulties all went away. The former owners of our house DID make it up to us. They spackled every nail hole in the walls and painted each room before we moved in. They also left the custom draperies. The day that we did move in... a Saturday... they had finished moving out around 2:00. We moved in at 3:00 with our sleeping bags, some clothes, towels and a coffee maker. All that mattered to us was that we were finally together and in our own home.