The weirdness my life has become

So, my mother calls last night from Cuba. The following is a paraphraze of the conversation that insued.

Mother: "Hi Amy. Look we're about to go into dinner, but can you do me a favour?"
Me: (starts to frown in suspicion) "Alright."
Mo: "Got a pen and paper? You should write this down."
Me: (now very suspicious) "Yeah."
Mo: "Ready? Could you e-mail Rob (my dive instructor) and tell him Todd (Rob's dad, my aunt's new boyfriend, and also incidentily on the trip to Cuba with her) is trying to organize a dive trip down her at the end of April. The thursday, the 22nd or whatever it is. Minimum 10 people. For a week."
Me: "O...k."
Mo: "Apparently the diving is great down here. Edie and Todd have been out a number of times. And there's snorkeling too. Anyways, that's the last week the hotel is open, so it should be quiet."
Me: "Great." (I know she has a point, she's just going to take forever to make it)
Mo: "When do you finish exams?"
Me: "The 20th."
Mo: "So, you'd be home then?"
Me: "Yes." (she's getting there...)
Mo: "Do you want to go?"
Me: (And she MADE IT!) "Uh...sure."
Mo: "Good. Edie doesn't know if she can go or not, but there's this 16-year-old girl who's doing her Master Diver that wanted to go south. Maybe you can room with her."
Me: (between cursing and squeeing) "Alright."
Mo: "Does that sound good?"
Me: (What am I supposed to say? No?) "Yeah."
Mo: "Okay. Good. Have to go now. See you on Thursday. Bye."
Me: "By....e." (hangs up phone) "Well, that was weird. Huh." (pauses) "Wait. Wha?" (thinks for a minute, while staring absently at the phone) "Okay, so dive trip with potentially my aunt, her boyfriend and her boyfriend's son. Okay, so not cool anymore."

WARNING: Spoiled brat moment.

So, I'm officially not sure about this. I mean, I had the perfect hotel on the south shore of Cuba, as well as the whole trip package already picked out. I just wanted to finalize it this weekend. And then she springs this on me. 7 days of diving is not a relaxing vacation...it's a painful disaster for me. And wait...the boyfriend now? How awkward. Especially if aunt does not come.

Chance I can get out of this? 0%
Percentage I'm acting like a spoiled brat? 95%
Chance my life is going to go back to normal any time soon: 0%
Spending another week with Rob, Bruce, and gang? Priceless.

Am offically not sure what to think.

Also:

I take it all back. Well, not all of it. Alright, only one of it.

This year is still a total write-off, but the world is not a total disaster.

Because the blessed creators of the LOTR musical have decided to open it in Toronto next spring, the Gathering people have "decided" to move the Gathering 2006 back to Toronto. So I can go. And Kate can go. And I want to kiss someone right now. ::crosses fingers and prays:: Please let them finalize this, please let them finalize this. So cannot afford to go to Denver next year...

Amy, off to blow dry hair.