When It Rains, It Pours Part 2

My vacuum just died. It has been sounding awful for awhile but as you know, we are on a super tight budget so we've just been praying it would limp by until my husband has a full time job. I was cleaning the couch and it died. My house smells like burnt rubber so I'm going to check and see if it was simply a belt but I'm thinking it was more. Of course, my little monkey will not go down for a nap so I check it. If all else fails, I have another that I use in the basement and I will lug it upstairs everytime I need it. I'm appreciating the new flooring that much more right now because it is less rooms I have to clean with the vacuum.