Spider Roommate

A week or more ago I noticed a Spider in the corner of my bathroom, on the floor in the outer corner of the tub and wall. I debated whether or not to kill him the next few times I saw him and didn't kill him because I told myself I wasn't wearing the right shoes for the job. Then I decided that I just wouldn't kill him until he became a problem, or sprouted babies. Now I feel like he's my roommate. He and I are sharing the place together and we're both pretty happy. I feel the same way about him that I do about most past roommates anyway - He's invading my space and if he crosses the line, I will "take care of the situation." I realized last night that if he leaves or if I do have to kill him, I will most likely cry at least a bit. And if G-d forbid it happens while I'm PMSing, I will cry all night. When I was in 9th grade I had a Tamagochi and it needed care all the time. I obv couldn't be there for it all the time because I had to be in school. So I would change the time so it thought it was supposed to be sleeping all the time. When it FINALLY died of neglect I cried so hard I scared myself. I had to go to my mother because I was so sad, or maybe because I was so confused at my sadness. Her advice was, just bring another one to life. I was like, but I wanted it to die. She was confused too. I never brought another one to life again, though. In conclusion, when I get married I will wish for my husband to die and then when he does I will cry for a day and get over it. That's the conclusion, right?