The Great Escape: When Does Anne FINALLY Ditch Small-Town Serenity for Toronto in Workin' Moms?
Ah, Anne Carlson. The queen of passive-aggressive side-eye, the master of the perfectly timed "hmmm," and the woman who, for a glorious season, decided to trade in the chaos of Toronto for the...well, let's just say "interesting" brand of chaos that is small-town life. But fear not, fellow fans of Anne's delightfully dysfunctional charm, because this wasn't a permanent exile to a land devoid of Kate's questionable life choices and Frankie's epic meltdowns.
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The Big Move (Spoiler Alert...Kind Of)
So, when does Anne finally decide that enough is enough and hightails it back to Toronto? Buckle up, because the answer might surprise you. It's not a dramatic season finale cliffhanger, nor is it the result of some earth-shattering life event. Nope, Anne's grand return happens in Season 7, Episode 13: "The End." Yes, you read that right. The very last episode.
Small Town Shenanigans: A Recap
Tip: Reread if it feels confusing.
Let's rewind a bit. Season 6 sees Anne, frustrated with the relentless demands of city life (and maybe a touch of FOMO over Lionel's newfound success), uprooting her entire family and moving to a seemingly idyllic small town. There's horseback riding! Quaint cafes! And...well, a whole lot of nosy neighbors and a distinct lack of her trusty girl gang.
Friendship's Crucial Role (Because Wine Night Doesn't Happen in a Vacuum)
As the season progresses, it becomes clear that Anne misses her friends. A lot. The forced smiles exchanged with her new "mom friends" just don't hold a candle to the unfiltered chaos and unwavering support she shares with Kate, Frankie, and Jenny.
The Reunion We've All Been Waiting For
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Thankfully, the writers didn't leave us hanging. In the season finale, Anne, after a particularly disastrous therapy session (because, Anne), has an epiphany. She realizes that her true happiness lies with her friends and the life she built in Toronto. And so, with a determined glint in her eye, she packs her bags (and hopefully, a lifetime supply of snark) and heads back to the city.
But Wait, There's More! (Because We Can't Resist a Good Laugh)
Of course, Anne wouldn't be Anne without a little drama (and a LOT of passive-aggression). The episode ends with Lionel, blissfully unaware of his wife's escape, excitedly sharing their plans to join her in Toronto. Cue the hysterical laughter (and maybe a touch of worry for Lionel's future sanity).
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FAQs: Your Guide to Anne's Great Escape
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How to know when Anne's about to crack in Small Town?
Easy! Just watch for the increased frequency of her signature side-eye and the growing number of passive-aggressive comments directed at her new "friends."
How to tell if Anne misses her Toronto life?
Hmm, that's a tough one. Maybe the constant longing glances at her phone (where we all know a group chat with Kate, Frankie, and Jenny is likely simmering) or the sudden urge to write a passive-aggressive self-help book titled "Finding Yourself (and Your Sanity) When Everyone Around You is a Bit...Off" are good indicators.
How to prepare yourself for Lionel's inevitable arrival in Toronto?
Tip: A slow, careful read can save re-reading later.
Stock up on popcorn, grab some comfy clothes, and settle in for a front-row seat to the glorious chaos that will undoubtedly ensue.
How to ensure your own escape from a situation that's just not working?
Channel your inner Anne. Take a deep breath, figure out what truly makes you happy, and don't be afraid to make a change, even if it means leaving behind a slightly bewildered husband (just maybe give him a heads-up first).
How to celebrate Anne's triumphant return?
The answer is simple: raise a glass of wine (or a juice box, if you're feeling particularly Frankie-esque) to the queen of the side-eye and the woman who reminds us that sometimes, all you need is a good group of friends and a healthy dose of self-awareness to navigate the glorious mess that is life.
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