This is your brain. This is your brain on jet lag.

So, yesterday I went to get the battery in my watch replaced and, when the shopkeeper told me my total, I handed over a $20 bill without blinking. Like, I had three twenties in my wallet in three different currencies (because I've been too distracted to remove them or put them in the right pockets in my wallet) and of all of them, my brain decided that the one depicting President Andrew Jackson (versus Her Majesty the Queen) was the most sensible one to pick in this situation.

He stared it for a while then said, in a kind voice, "That's a dollar, love."

I turned red and babbled incoherently about still being in holiday mode, jet lag, etc. I then felt the need to assure him that I've lived in this country for 8 years, that I was fully aware that I reside in England, not the United States, and that I was just very, very tired. He nodded sympathetically.

But, I mean, come on. Dollars? It's like that American who walked into a Starbucks here (this was a while ago, when I still drank Starbucks) and said very loudly to the cashier, "DO YOU TAKE DOLLARS?"

Face. Palm.

How do you deal with jet lag? Do you struggle through, succumb to sleep, or are you not affected by it at all (like some robots I know AKA my husband)?

(p.s. if you don't get the reference in the title of this post, watch this video. Great reminder of my childhood.)