The first step of a long journey

Today was a great and terrible day all in one. Today was the day we had to start moving whatever we wanted out of our old house so we could start working on construction. My brother helped us out a lot and its always great to see him. i found a lot of stuff that i wanted to take back out which was good but there was something i remembered i had that was stolen, something that would mean almost nothing to anyone else. It was a silver coin, but this is no ordinary silver coin, this is a silver coin my dad bought for me in 2012 when i made my eagle. it was a US minted coin that commemorated 100 years of BSA the same year that i made it and i became an eagle on the same date that the very first BSA eagle was named, February 12th. When i opened the box to find nothing there i was so mad, this coin meant so much to me and it was gone just like that, i took the box anyway, it still meant something to me. The reason it makes me even more sad to see that gone is that my uniform along with most of my medals were burned the night of the fire leaving essentialy only the memories i have of scouting as what was left. But i couldnt let this bring me down, this is merely one small thing, the amount of generosity that has been shown to me from family, friends and coworkers is far beyond what these terrible people can take from me. On a more positive note, i found my set of car keys that i lost two or three years ago which is always good. My brother also always finds a way to put a smile on my face, we found some old nerf guns we kept in the basement and went at each other for 20 minutes or so while we were waiting for some people to stop by. My brother has taught me so many things but the most important thing he taught me and exemplified by his actions today are "You can get older, but never grow up" so after a long day of lifting heavy stuff and moving stuff from my old house to my brothers, my arms are killing me, generators are even heavier than they look. I cranked out my MIS paper so all i really have left to do for the week is study for my geog and spanish tests which hopefully wont be too bad but id be lying if i said i want at least a little nervous. Tomorrow is going to be a great day, New York Comic Con with Kevin (or KPo from here on out), Brandon, James and Dolley. Then a ride back to bing with Dolley, Kramer, Fuma and Stephan. It will be a long day but a really fun and im excited to write that blip already. Today's picture i originally intended to be of what is left of my office or basement or my den, i decided to stay away from the morbid side and use a picture of the palms of my work gloves that are covered in dust, water, and ash, they will never be clean no matter how much you wash them and to be honest, thats just how i want them to be.

Song of the day: Home by The Foo Fighters on the album Echoes, Silence, Patience and Grace
Fun Fact: This one is a two for fun but the first isnt that fun, firstly this album is one of my favorites of all time the melodic tones of all the songs nearly bring me to tears every time i listen to them and secondly, This is the song that i will play every July 5th from now on, because this is the song that represents where my heart belongs and thats at my real true home.