Another rather strange incident from the past

This was during the time the kids and I were living on the eastern shore. It was thanksgiving and we had made the 3.5 hour trip back to this side of the bridge to be with family. The kids were spending the long weekend with my sister, but I had to go back home to work the next day....black Friday is a big deal in retail. The original plan was that he was driving back with me so I didn't have to make the drive both ways on my own after a long day, in holiday traffic. At the last minute he bailed, saying he had some friends he wanted to visit and he just didn't feel like coming all that way. That was fine by me....I didn't really want him in my house all weekend by himself anyway and I had to work the whole weekend. I made it across the bay bridge...about an hour into my trip and got stuck in an accident. He calls while I'm sitting in traffic to ask how I am and where I've made it to. I tell him and he starts telling me how there's no way I've only made it that far, the accident wasn't that bad because he s saw it on the news, etc. I asked him if he was following me and he said of course he wasn't, if he was going to c come all that way he would have ridden with me so I didn't have to do it alone and how he was at his friends house across the Solomon's bridge...about 2 hours from where I was in the opposite direction, and he was too tired to make the trip. These phone calls went on for the whole trip, with him calling to get status updates throughout. I finally make it to my neighborhood and a van pulls in behind me. My neighborhood was pretty isolated, although there were quite a few homes in there. The van slowly drives past my house and pulls onto the next street and stops. I'm on the phone with him so I ask again if he's followed me and again he says no and asks me why. I tell him and he says that he told me it wasn't safe for me and the kids to be by ourselves over here and starts yelling about how he's all the way over the bridge and can't get to me. He then starts an argument over the fact that he thinks I might be saying someone or something. I am nothing but awhore. I didn't ask him for money this week so he knows I'm getting money somewhere. I tell him that I'm going to take a bath and go to bed add I'm tired and he refuses to get off the phone so I hang up. He keeps calling telling me he knows someone else is at the house and this goes on for a good hour. Finally he calls and starts yelling at me to unlock the damn for....He had been outside the house the entire time, in fact he had been RIGHT behind me the entire drive. Itwas all a sick game to try to catch me doing something. I worked the day before, had been up since 6, driven 3.5 hours EACH way and had to be at work this morning early and he had been playing games the whole time. He then kept me up for HOURS more as he continued to rage and accuse and blame. I was terrified and pissed.