when my grandparents would take us to disney or wherever as kids, my grandmother always made a point of unloading the suitcases into the dresser first thing. I forget exactly what she said, but she basically explained to kid me that the hotel room is our home for the week and we should live like it.
the subsequent 20+ years, I just lived out of the suitcase. could never be bothered to unload the suitcase upon arrival and would either just have a pile of dirty clothes on the floor for the week or somehow distinguish which side of the suitcase is clean vs dirty. as a young adult/adult, I had no one to impress and wasn't going to do it just for myself.
so fast forward we were away a couple weeks ago and when we finally got to our room that first night, there were three dresser drawers and three of us and I thought of my grandmother and in the span of a whopping minute everyone had all their clothes in their own drawer for their and it was done and we had a whole family trip without living like total slobs.