A Vicious Cycle

Originally, I was going to go home for Thanksgiving weekend. However, Saturday morning presented an unexpected tragedy; flights are too expensive. Honestly, I was extremely upset to find this out because I was pumped to come home. I know that it is my fault that I cannot go home because I decided last minute to come home, but it would have been nice for it to actually work out. As soon as I became content with not going home, I get a call from my mother that I could come home by train if I wanted to. A nineteen hour train ride to Edmonton and then a five hour road trip home? This does not sound like a good plan so I turn it down because I might as well drive home. As soon as this plan seems settled, my mother presents me with another idea, there are some seat sales but I would have to leave early on Monday morning. I know how much my family wants me home but this is getting ridiculous. I would have rathered them giving up after the first let down instead of them trying again and again to find an alternative. I cannot handle this vicious cycle of hopes lifted and let downs. I do not know for sure whether or not I am going home. These maybes are killing me, I need a definite answer and I need it fast. It's too bad I still don't know what to do.