No Southern-fried Southern boy wants to be called a Yankee, but we share the characteristics of shrewdness and thrift. Thus, each month I share a money-saving tip. It’s OK if you call me “cheap.”
My late mother’s childhood was spent in bayou country, South Louisiana. As a result, I grew up with some very unusual pronunciations. That white stuff you spread on your tomato sandwich: “MY-nezz.” The bowl you run water in to wash the dinner dishes: “Zinc.” A canvas sheet you spread over your trailer to keep your load from blowing out: “tar-POE-lee-uhn.” If you went into a store today and asked for the “tarr-POE-lee-uhns” or the “TAR-p?-lins,” you’d probably get a strange look. Hardly anyone calls them anything but “tarps” today. And, there’s no fabric in it anymore. It’s plastic on the inside and plastic on the outside. When you first purchase your tarp, it’s conveniently packaged inside a cute plastic bag with a handle. Good luck getting it back in that bag again! However, it’s doesn’t have to consume 9′ x 24′ of storage space. Here’s how to make it smaller, no scissors required.
First, fold the tarp to the approximate outside dimensions that your preferred storage spot demands.
Now you need at least one, two might be better, pieces of plywood as big as or a little bigger than the folded tarp. If you don’t have a smooth concrete floor to do this job, lay your first piece of plywood on the pavement or ground. Next, center the folded tarp on the plywood, then put your other piece of plywood on top: Something of a plywood/tarp sandwich. No mayo.
Now, line up your front or rear vehicle tire on the middle of the plywood and carefully drive up until the tire is roughly centered.
I’ve always done this when I can leave the car on top of the sandwich overnight, but I suspect a few hours would do just as well.
The idea is to let the plastic take a “set” so it will stay flat while you stuff it into a big Ziploc bag or put it on the appropriate shelf. Now, your tarp won’t take up nearly so much space until you need it again.
Jim Randolph is a veterinarian in Long Beach, Mississippi. His earlier careers as lawn mower, dairy farmer, automobile mechanic, microwave communications electronics instructor and journeyman carpenter all influence his approach to woodworking. His favorite projects are furniture built for his wife, Brenda, and for their children and grandchildren. His and Brenda’s home, nicknamed Sticks-In-The-Mud, is built on pilings (sticks) near the wetlands (mud) on a bayou off Jourdan River. His shop is in the lower level of their home. Questions and comments on woodworking may be written below in the comments section. Questions about pet care should be directed to his blog on pet care, www.MyPetsDoctor.com. We regret that, because of high volume, not all inquiries can be answered personally.