Vacation Hi-jacked

Mum has been making this trip a real pain in the ass and it wasn’t meant to be like that, dammit. It’s a vacation. But thinking about the reunion and stuff, I kinda need her to join us, for hotel and babysitting purposes. We’re still deciding whether to fly or drive and that’s the first fucking step! Then comes hotel reservations, she has to find care for her animals. It’s ridiculous how she’s putting this off. I already have a reservation made for a fucking car on a specific date. She has literally changed everything about the trip: the dates, the mode of transportation, where we’re staying… she hijacked my vacation. Next one is gonna be a secret from her. We already have a bad history of traveling with each other: I’ll bail because she’s just so toxic or she’ll have an attitude because she’s not having a good time or it wasn’t what she expected. I’m nervous about this but like I said, I need her to watch Vivian while I party it up with my alumni that Friday and Saturday night… and I need a place to stay since my friend changed her plans: she said that we could stay while we’re down there but now it’s turned into one night and she had to work early the next day. It’s bullshit, I think I said that in my previous post. Regardless of Mum funking up my plans, I’m still excited to fly or drive. I’d prefer to drive but whatever. This all started because she’s afraid of me and Viv traveling all that way by ourselves. I didn’t even think about the danger; am I a bad mom?