Day and Date

I am beginning to lose the concept of day and date. Years ago it was a no brainer. Now I have to think. Yesterday I thought it was Saturday. My routine leaned towards a Saturday one. Then I realized it was Sunday and had to make a mental note to prepare for work this morning. I laid out my clothes and set my alarm early in the day so that if I forgot, there would be reminders. As far as the date goes, I have no idea of what the number on the calendar says. I thought it was the 26th and then saw that it was the 24th. Unless I have a special event, the number is meaningless to me. Lately, I am coasting through life on instinct and I am no worse for the wear.