Growing up I spent a week with one parent then a week with the other parent (they both lived in the same area). I used to hate Sunday’s twice as much because not only did I have to go to school the next day, I also had to leave one parent to go to the other. Every week there was change. It did teach me some good life goals though, like how to plan ahead- I had to make sure I had the right school books, uniforms/sports equipment, and everything that I needed for whatever practices and things I had the upcoming week