A few years before Patty and I left Galveston Island for Dallas, I sold my company offices in Galveston, in the Island's resort-second home community, and the one in the Museum District of Houston.
I primarily needed a breather from managing people and paying bills, so I became a sole practitioner. I thought you'd like to see the sign that hung under the canope of the four story 19th Century building where I moved my office.
Note the name of the company. I figured that in order to add an employee or agent, I'd have to spend the money to change the name. That was all of the assurance I needed to make sure I thought about it good and hard.