DEAR SOMEONE ELSE’S MOM: I am married to a germaphobe. Now life’s getting even more interesting because our lease is about to expire, and we decided it’s time to find a house of our own. What’s proving difficult is my husband’s trouble entering and exploring different homes. Our realtor has been awesome trying to prescreen places that are clean and tidy, but that only goes so far. If it’s any consolation, I’ve known other spouses who have had to do at least the preliminary house hunting on their own due to a variety of different circumstances.