Life Is Hard

I've seen a lot of post lately on facebook about growing up.  I'm sure if you have a facebook account you know what I'm talking about.  One of my favorites is the one where you give a list of how things will be handled in the future and if you need me I'll be at recess.  Don't we all wish.
I would love to be able to be that person.  Unfortunately I find I have to be an adult.  Anything short of that and my husband would end up dead.  No, not because I would do anything to hurt him but because he would do something to hurt himself.  Are all men like that?  They start out doing something and the next thing you know you have to go and rescue them.  My husband does, or worse yet he does something that all I can do is be there in case he needs an ambulance or the coroner.  I kid you not.  This man can get himself into more bizarre situations than anyone I have every seen.
Don't get me wrong the man is amazing.  He can do anything in the world.  I have never known him to find anything he can't do.  It's the silly little things that you are required to do that somehow manages to back fire on him and he ends up in a mess.  I don't get it.  He can climb under a bus with the thing jacked up and work on it all day long and no problem, knock on wood.  However let him open one of the bay door, for those of you who don't know that that is it's the lift up doors on a bus where you store baggage and things, and the next thing you know he is being dive bombed by a swarm of hornets.  He can be working on something under the hood of a vehicle and he knows what he's doing but maybe a nut that was a little to tight suddenly lets go and it knocks the tops off all his knuckles on one hand.
Hell I can't trust him not to get a sun stroke because he gets so involved in what he is doing that he forgets that it's frigging hot outside.  He's must think he is the energizer bunny or something.  Hot or cold he will work on something until he gets it finished no matter what and I promise it will be done right.  He just doesn't think about the little things.  Hey he isn't the only one who has suffered from his diligence.  I've been whacked on the head, had a tree, a fairly big one, dropped on me, and various other mishaps when I got too close to what he was doing.  I've learned not to get too close to him when he is doing his thing.  At one point I even asked is he had taken out another insurance policy on me that I didn't know about.  He said no but I'm not so sure of that.  I just stay out of his way now.