House hunting is supposed to be fun, right?

So we met with the realtor and looked at five houses today.

Number one, had some little problems, but overall we loved it and wanted it. It had a big backyard, the neighborhood was nice and clean, four bedrooms (although they were on the small side, a separate laundry room, a big deck.

The second house was big with five good-sized bedrooms, and in a quiet, almost country neighborhood. BUT the backyard was quite small, and that is just a dealbreaker. 

The third was in a nice SE neighborhood, but unfininshed. The buyer could choose the trimmings, but there is a time crunch that might be a problem (and the basement smelled damp).

The fourth Karl loved. It was quiet big. Four bedroom, three full baths, various levels (even a deeper extra room. The yard was big, had a treehouse, a wooded area along the back. Karl was ready to move it, but there there were things that bugged me. Like mildew on the shower grout, which I know can be changed, but...and just little shabby things that bugged me. And the neighborhood was Mark Twain and just not quite as nice as I'd like. Karl wants this house. 

The fifth I loved, it was an older home which has been updated, but there is no bathroom upstairs which is just crazy. 

So Karl keeps asking me what is wrong with the fourth, and I keep telling him my gut says I don't want to live there. So blah.

Tomorrow, we are going to look at the fourth and the first again in reverse order, and see how we feel. Ugg.