Well, we finally gave in and sought professional furnace help today. For the past month, our furnace has continued to turn on only when it feels like it (and never ever at 6:00 a.m. when I'm trying to drag my ass out of bed). We called our gas company and out came Robbie. Robbie was as all Robbie's should be--slightly overweight with twinkly eyes and cheeks you want to reach out and pinch. He cleaned our flame sensor and ordered us a new one. Granted, he isn't 100% sure that will do the trick, but at least he got our heat on tonight. I'll probably feel my toes again by midnight.
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