Today ended up being completely different from what I anticipated. The plan was to take my mother to lunch with her friends in San Rafael again, to celebrate another birthday. To my amazement when I called to make sure she was awake she remembered that we were supposed to go out, but she was not feeling well...said she "ached all over" and that she didn't feel like going anywhere.
Of course I worried about her all day, but when I called in the afternoon, she felt just fine and didn't remember feeling bad in the morning. The woman is a constant enigma. I admit that the thought crossed my mind this morning that she might have claimed illness because she didn't want to go to lunch, but we'll never know.