So it turns out it was a whore house...

We are house hunting, perhaps a bit prematurely but we are hunting nonetheless. The search has brought us to the sleepy river town of St. Anthony about 15 minutes from where we currently live in Rexburg. It is cheaper and has this charm that we really enjoy- maybe its just that its cheaper that makes it so charming, but still...I now spend many hours scouring the internet for homes for sale in our meager price range and most of them are there. We fell in love with one on a really old street near the court house. It looked to me like it didn't belong there but had been picked up and moved from the streets of San Francisco. It had great victorian details and it was MASSIVE. 6 bedrooms, 2 baths, 2 1-bedroom apartments to rent out above a 2-car garage. Way more space than 2 little Binghams need- but, it was only 84,000. A total steal... well, thats what we thought till we went inside. There were things we definitely loved- the hardwood floors, tall ceilings, great moldings, ect but the cons outweighed the pros. There was, of course, a lovely 3 foot hole in the kitchen sealing. Charming. Disgusting carpet. Adorable. OLD plumbing. Desirable. And of course.. so many cobwebs that I can't imagine who would ever clean them down (thats just not really our thing... ) With further investigation we found that our little charmer was once a whore house. Looking back it kind of made sense but we liked it so much we didn't want to see it. So, its not for us. We did on the way out of town stop with our Realtor at a super cute and super tiny little house built in 1910. We really love it... we hope its still on the market when we get home from CA in September, ready to buy our first house! The  house pictured is the one we really like.. and as for the other one- I'm just not that type of girl.