The Hunt...second attempt

  When you read this blog, you'll understand why my first post was incomplete.  For some reason, the whole story after the picture disappeared.  Nothing about this situation was easy, but I'm trying again.  My husband owns a German Pyramid, or, if you prefer, a Weihnachtspyramide.  It has two tiers of little figures (a nativity scene) and a propeller on top that rotates in the currents when candles are lit at the base. Here's a picture of it.  It's about two feet tall.

My husband set it up in our bedroom two nights ago, thinking it would be a relaxing, fun thing to watch before we went to sleep.  Never fear, he had a candle snuffer handy.  He set it up on the dresser so it would reflect in the mirror, lit the candles and....  nothing.  The propeller turned listlessly once or twice, then stopped.  He tried moving it to various positions, closing doors to prevent drafts, nothing helped, so we went to sleep, planning to try again the next day (which was yesterday if you're keeping track).  Yesterday evening my spouse, who is an engineer after all, decided to take it apart, just a little, to make sure there wasn't any dust clogging up the works.  There is a shaft running up through the middle of the pyramid which is delicately balanced on a small, slightly indented amber disk, which should allow it to turn smoothly when the candle flame currents stir the blades.  The disk is about one half inch in diameter and a quarter inch tall, and exactly the same color as our hardwood floor.  As he was examining it, this frisky little disk hopped out of my husband's hand and landed on the floor.  We both heard the ping but neither of us saw exactly where it landed, and so the hunt began.  If you've ever dropped a contact lens, you know exactly what we were facing.  For an hour we looked all over the bedroom floor, used a broom and dust pan to sweep up certain areas, laid a bedside table lamp with a glass shade on the floor to better illuminate under the bed, and kept looking.  I'm not sure which of us was holding the broom when it slipped and the handle crashed down on the lamp on the floor, shattering the shade.  We picked up the large pieces and swept up the smaller bits (the broom was handy after all), checked the dust pan for the disk, but no luck there.  Finally my spouse spotted the disk way across the room.  It had slid all the way under the king size bed and out the other side.  We then spent a few minutes reassembling the pyramid, making sure everything turned smoothly.  Then, exhausted, we went to bed.  Tonight we will light the candles and see what happens.  I'll let you know tomorrow.