The right people make the wrong roads bearable.

Conditions matter less than company, within limits. A boring job, a long drive, a losing season: all of it changes character depending on who is in it with you. That is not a reason to stay somewhere bad, but it explains why people remember hard years fondly. They are remembering the company, not the road.

If something in your week is miserable, check whether the misery is the task or the isolation. Bring one person into it: a friend on the same shift, someone to text on the drive. You usually have more say over company than circumstance.