And yet the garden flower bed extension got finished, and the garage paint job neared completion.

Operating with the best intentions but in thoughtless mode, yesterday, attempting to be helpful and to get the garage more presentable and paintable, I took a side-cutter to the tangle of wire that had accumulated there over the past decade or more. Thanks to inviolable law of stupidity, two of the wires I cut provided our internet service. Realization, of course, came a nanosecond after the snip.
My attempts at repair faltered when I hit some specialized ATT connectors, so a technician was scheduled, surprisingly for this afternoon. No sign of such a person, as of the present, however. So we continue to limp along using a cellular hotspot.