Last minute treats

Okay, somebody shoot me! I went to clean the main building for DIL last night, and it was late, and I had been hungry all day, and we had talked about food here. As often happens, there were two boxes of KrispyKremes on the break room table. So often, I go back in the next night and see them in the garbage, tossed away because they are no longer fresh. I had no problem resisting the ones with that fake chocolate on the top. But the originals in the second box, how could I let them be tossed into the garbage? It took me about half a nanosecond to decide I needed to rescue at least one. Okay, I wolfed it down. I reasoned that I am about to go into the challenge, and had another half. Oh, it was tasty, and so delicious in my mind. Just the letting down and giving in. I hate myself! I wanted to devour the whole box. Well, at least I know I saved one and a half from a fate worse than I don't know what. I looked at the box and there is not a shred of information about calories or carbs or nutrition.

(Evil grin here, does that mean it's free?)