Doesn't it bug you sometimes?

Found this guy on my ceiling this morning:

If I had gone in for the kill and missed (I wasn't *quite* tall enough), he would have fallen into the abyss...i.e. a neverending pile of laundry, my comforter and my bed sheets.  I would not have been able to sleep if I lost him.  So what did I do?  Left him there and

Worried about it all day.

[I am still not sure I'll be able to sleep tonight.]