Vacuuming

So here's the story. Cory's parents gave us a vacuum for Christmas. Cory used it 2-3 times, and then one day I was feeling well enough so I vacuumed. I took like 3 swipes of the carpet and then the vacuum started smelling real bad. Woopsies. Turns out I broke a belt and Cory just replaced it and we laughed. Well, I was a little nervous about using it again, so Cory vacuumed a couple more times and everything was fine. So one day I decide to try vacuuming again. Bad idea. I had been vacuuming for no more than 30 seconds when I caught a little backpack string end deal in the vacuum. woopsies! so I broke a belt again and felt a little sheepish when I had to ask the husband to fix it again. Well, it's been awhile since I vacuumed, with the kid coming and all. Cory and Tara and Camille have used it and everything's been great. Today I decide I'm feeling great and get the cleaning bug, so I bust out the vacuum. and this time, I'm vacuuming for about 2 mins, and all the sudden the breaker blows. No harm done, right? Just flip the switch and you're good to go. Nope. Cory and my dad are currently trying to figure out what the heck is wrong with the outlet that the vacuum was plugged into. woopsies! I think I'm boycotting vacuuming for the rest of my life, so sorry if my carpet's dirty when you come to my house!