My dad was also a bishop. (My older brother too)
It was pretty crappy. It was basically like having another full time job. He was stretched pretty thin between working full time and being a marriage counselor/therapist/life guide/referee/social worker/bishop.
The first time my dad was Bishop, I was 9 or 10 when he started and not quite 14 when it ended. He still found time to be baseball coach every year though. The second time, I was on my honeymoon when he started, so it didn’t affect me at all. But my younger siblings got the brunt of that one.