...because it means that I can go to church on Sundays, and Bible study on Tuesday nights, and choir practice on Thursday nights, and I don't have to give up anything but late evenings. Since I'll have to get up at 5 AM to get to work by 6, it means going to bed around 8 or 9 PM at the latest.
And? Welcome to life in the real world, asshole, where everybody has to work and has to do things they don't necessarily want to do. I could probably get on disability, but when you're on disability you don't get to do the things that the non-disabled get to do. You pays your nickel and you takes your choice; if I want to be able to go and do the things I want to do, guess what? I gotta put my nose to the grindstone and work a job like regular people do.
...and couldn't be happier about it. Having a job will give my life some much-needed structure, as well as letting me pay bills without having to take money out of my inheritance.
Speaking of getting stuff done, then, I've got errands I must attend to.