They seem to be few and far between, so I tend to leave them hanging, as I understand they eat the laid eggs of other spiders. One house-spider, as previously reported, lived for 10 weeks in the crook of the wall above the stairs. It demonstrated that it was alive by infrequently changing position. Then one day: Gone. I miss the act of checking up on it.
Another day, such as now, I am sitting up in bed, laptop on lap [hence the name?!] and looking up from writing, see a D L-l rappelling from the ceiling toward a direct hit on the bed. {this is not a king-size bed.} Quickly standing up, laptop in hand, I bend over and drop my weapon-of-mass-destruction directly on the intruder, forcing it onto the bed where it was headed. Next, leave room to get Kleenex for remains removal. Will need to act quickly in removing ‘flat-iron’ as D L-l may have some life left. Return, lift the device carefully, other hand poised for clean-up…
nothing! Nothing! no remains, no wiggling no bits and pieces. Haven’t had a good nights rest since.