Motion sickness. It hits me hard and horribly. On curvy roads (unless I'm driving). In the movie theater (yes, really). On airplanes (dramamine usually suffices here). In boats (if it's wavy). On amusement park rides (ohhhh, these are the worst). And I'm sure motion sickness will rear it's ugly head for me in places yet unimagined.
Today my husband and kids, along with my brother and two of his three girls, are flipping, skimming, flying, and zooming on rides at Valleyfair (the Minneapolis version of Six Flags). I stayed home. Just the thought of roller coasters, rides that spin madly, or creations that turn me upside down send my stomach astir (and worse if I get on them).
I'm enjoying a quiet day at home. All alone. Twelve hours with nobody here but me and my dog. This happens.....ummmm......never. So although motion sickness is bad, today it is good.
Turn this idea on yourself. Apply the idea of something bad becoming good. And tell me, when is bad good for you?