Qwest managed to fix our phone line, huzzah. They came while Margie was out of the house on an errand, natch, and stuck the little notification on the garage door. (Which is dumb, since it means that when she gets back, she has to open the door, pull into the garage to park, get out, close the door, go around to the front of the house, and pull it off. Dumb.)
No indication of what the problem was, which makes me think it was a Qwest problem, not a sprinkler problem.
Anyway, all’s relatively right with the world on that front, and stuff is going much better this afternoon at the office than it was this morning, so that front is shoring up, too.