You poor thing...
That reminds me of a situation that happened a few months ago. I was leaving for work, had the door on the side of our house open and was reaching for the screen door when a spider dropped down from the doorframe and onto me. So I did the only thing I could do...started screaming and dancing around my kitchen while taking off clothes and searching for the spider. I was down to my bra and slacks when I found him and squished him. I got redressed and headed off to work. When I left the house (after a thorough search for doorway spiders), I found my next door neighbor standing in his yard totally cracking up.