Patience is hereditary my friend...you get it from your children!! That is a running joke I know, but true. In my case I found out that children, patience and woodworking collided pretty hard. Let me explain...
Now I was an accomplished woodworker but I could not cut a dovetail to save myself. I was like you, I refused to get a dovetail jig because I wanted to cut them by hand. Now my first wife and I could not have children. It took me 11 years, a divorce, another marriage before things fell into place.
As a 3rd generation railroader, I had this design in my head for a Cradle/ Toybox that I wanted to make for my first child. Naturally it had to use hand cut dovetails and mortise and tennon joints. When I found out Alyson Rose Johnson was on the way I went to work to learn how to cut dovetails by hand.
Somewhere along the way I learned that I would rather do something by hand, chisel or handplane that takes three hours then something by machine that takes 20 minutes. At the same time I found a new appreciation for woodworking. I probably won't give up my jointer/ planer or RAS anytime soon, but I do a lot of fine tuning with hand tools and I just love it.
For what it is worth, my greatest woodworking highlight had to be that cradle. There are better designs and there are better cradles, but I learned a lot and put a lot into it. It was for a special girl and came out special.
I'll tease you with a picture, but the link will explain it a lot better and has more pictures. Train Cradle
I have no intention of traveling from birth to the grave in a manicured and well preserved body; but rather I will skid in sideways, totally beat up, completely worn out, utterly exhausted and jump off my tractor and loudly yell, "Wow, this is what it took to feed a nation!"